Chapter 389

Quinn's tears trickled down her cheeks and landed gently on the floor.

She didn't remember how long it had been since she cried—she had become accepting of many things as she aged.

That was certainly the case when she remained nonchalant, despite Sam throwing her out of his room.

But at that very moment, the sense of humiliation cut her to the quick; she was overwhelmed endlessly by the disgrace and denial of dignity.

She really, really hated Sam... She hated him ever since they were children!

Jay was woken up by a call, asking to confirm a filming session later that day.

His career hadn't been affected much despite his departure from the Levine family-they were certainly much nicer to him than Zoe ever was.

Still, he couldn't fall asleep after being woken, and he felt a throbbing headache that hurt terribly.

Alcohol was terrible. Period.

your pain. In fact, it exacerbated

group chat, and saw Bob and Sam's

started to roll off her cheeks as he read it, though

it was afternoon. Jay headed for the filming session within an

was an outdoor set. The weather was a little cold and misty, and it looked like it would

actors and actresses rehearse while he

when he spotted a familiar figure, carrying shopping bags

in layers from head to toe, so anyone would

quickly lowered his head, pretending as if he was

the mall when she noticed

cardigan, and was

in front of Jay, thinking that he

they were close enough to

and stared at her, clearly out of

A film crew

back to his senses. "Alright, let's get ready

until late at night. As the film crew wrapped up, a crew approached

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