Chapter 93. Stalked

“What the f*ck was that?” growled Alexander angrily the moment she disconnected the call and smirked at him. “Who were you talking to?”

“Why are you so surprised? I told you I’ll have men stalking you and your bitch. Did you think I was kidding? Stay away from Eva or she will unnecessarily lose her life.” Alexander gaped at the evil woman with intense fury. If she wasn’t pregnant, he would have throttled her.

“Where is my phone? Hand it over to me before the cops raid your place.” Beatrix chuckled and pulled his phone out of her pocket.

“Or you could have just asked nicely. Here,” she handed it over to him, but Alexander could see the evil glint in her eyes. He snatched it from her hands and checked it.

“What were you doing in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn?” he demanded, and Beatrix looked ill at ease.

“How do you know I went there? Were you following me?” she stammered.

“That’s inconsequential. What were you doing there?” he yelled at he