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.

living room, leaning heavily on his cane. The family gathered around him, tense and

keep themselves in check, but the children were

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who’d never

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

unfazed.

a hand over his mouth, but he was a noisy, spoiled child and wouldn’t be silenced. He whined that he wanted to go to bed,

that Hamilton

mother’s face flushed with embarrassment, but all she could do was clutch his hand

crying and fussing grated

snapped. “All this crying and whining–this mess the Quincys are in is your fault!” He shot Tammie a glare, all trace of

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

done wrong. The next second, his lip trembled, and

he made everyone’s ears ring–and sent a fresh spike of pain throbbing through

want to

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