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 for it?”

she did

damn proud, why should I lift a finger?

come to plead. He wondered if someone like Ms. Young would ever stoop

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

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

be punished. With her fox–like beauty and her penchant for flashy outfits, she just didn’t

trustworthy.

and so was she, outdoing even her mother in cunning. She snatched her sister’s boyfriend, seduced her aunt’s fiancé, and stole her best friend’s

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

fourth day of her detention, Quintessa’s

they seemed like mortal enemies. Sean hissed, “Quintessa, what the hell do you want?”

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

a simple rubber band, her face bare of

she looked still strikingly alluring. Some women just had that indescribable charm, no matter what they wore, flashy attire

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