Chapter 4

Rachel nodded, “Well, then rest up. I’ll swing by tomorrow to check on you.”

Once she stepped out the door, her eyes instantly filled with venomous hate, her hands clenched so tightly her nails dug into her flesh.-

“Quintessa, I won’t let you prance around freely anymore.”

Tyrone’s assistant, James, approached, and Rachel quickly masked her spite with a smile, “James.”

But James brushed past her, knocking on a door and disappearing inside. Rachel’s face. darkened.

James asked in a hushed tone, “Mr. York, about that Ms. Quintessa Young situation, do we continue to intervene?”

scoffed, “Intervene? Did she beg you

did

proud, why should I lift a finger? Otherwise, she

wanted Ms. Young to come to plead. He wondered if someone like Ms. Young would ever stoop to ask for help.

the disheveled bed, the stark white sheets marred by a stain of red, which stung his eyes.

got nabbed, everyone who knew her – relatives, friends, classmates, neighbors – breathed

core; she deserved to be punished. With her fox–like beauty and her penchant for flashy

trustworthy.

her aunt’s fiancé, and stole her best friend’s man. She was a homewrecker through

this would come for Quintessa, the sly temptress. At last, it seemed like justice had been served, and

fourth day of her detention, Quintessa’s

blood–related, at that moment, they seemed like mortal enemies. Sean hissed, “Quintessa, what the hell do you want?”

her hands, “What do I want? Look at me now. What more could I

tied back with a simple rubber band, her face

that indescribable charm, no matter what they wore, flashy attire

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