Alessia scrolled further down the page. Someone had already compiled a spreadsheet listing every one of the Quincy family’s forged works over the years. But as for the third trending topic, she couldn’t muster up any

interest.

The Quincy family’s influence simply wasn’t strong enough to stir up much online debate. Most of the commentary revolved around parenting and children’s sports days, not the family itself.

Getting this topic trending wasn’t really about starting a public discussion–it was meant for people in the know. No one who’d made it this far in the art world was foolish; once they realized the Quincys had duped them, any business relationship would be over for good.

As for the Quincys‘ paintings and auctioned pieces–whether anyone would still buy them was questionable. At any reputable art exhibition or design firm, the family’s name was now untouchable.

They’d grabbed the Quincys by the throat. Even if the family could still wriggle, their fate was sealed: all they could do now was watch themselves slide toward ruin.

By the end of that night, the Quincys were truly infamous–just not in the way they’d ever wanted.

Some people, Alessia thought, definitely wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight.

She set her phone down on the desk and stepped out to deal with her two little ones.

Her prediction was spot–on. At the Quincy home, every light blazed.

cane. The family gathered around him, tense and silent, barely daring to breathe for fear they’d become his

in check, but the children

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never been

to keep still for even a moment. Hamilton’s face was thunderous, but the boy

unfazed.

a noisy, spoiled child and wouldn’t be silenced. He whined that he wanted to go to bed, complained that

demanded that Hamilton pick him

embarrassment, but all

grated on Hamilton’s

Quincys are in is your fault!” He shot Tammie a glare, all trace of affection gone, replaced

always treated him like a treasure; he’d never seen Hamilton look

wrong. The next second, his lip

howling at the top of his lungs, he made

don’t want to stand here! Grandpa’s mean! Bad

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