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.

you forget your pain. In fact, it exacerbated

group chat, and saw Bob and Sam's

to roll off her cheeks as he

Jay headed for the filming session within an apartment

little cold and misty, and it

and actresses rehearse while he walked around to find the

figure, carrying shopping bags full of

in layers from head to toe,

his head, pretending as if he was having a discussion with his

the mall when she noticed a film crew at her apartment block; she

brown cardigan, and

of Jay, thinking that he wouldn’t

they were close

and stared at her, clearly out of

Parker?’ A film

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

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

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