"Why did you do that?" Ethan asked as soon as they got inside the car.
"Because I can," Alexander simply replied.
"You were going to get that dress for Linda for the upcoming annual Business Gala, and now you have everything delivered to your wife?" Ethan pressed, sounding quite annoyed and frustrated.
"Don't get any stupid idea. This is nothing new. The clothes she has been wearing all came from my money."
"That's not what I meant."
"I don't care what you meant, Ethan. Linda could get another dress when the Gala neared. As for those ones, they are delivering them to my place."
Ethan wanted to respond but the angry look on his face made him swallow his words. He hated it when his decision was being questioned. Though he didn't know why he did that, he guessed he wanted to show that brat that she couldn't just mess with anyone.
"Any idea why your fiancèe was there?" Ethan smirked, changing the subject.
