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?”

she beg you

she did not.”

why should I lift a finger?

his head lower; looked like Mr. York wanted Ms. Young to come to plead. He wondered if someone like

disheveled bed, the stark white sheets marred by a

her – relatives, friends, classmates, neighbors

deserved to be punished. With

trustworthy.

mother in cunning. She snatched her sister’s boyfriend, seduced her aunt’s fiancé, and stole her best friend’s man. She was a homewrecker through and through. So now that she was locked up. everyone spat in disgust and then said with

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

her detention, Quintessa’s father

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

I want? Look at

the detention center’s jumpsuit, her hair tied back with a simple rubber band,

just had that indescribable charm, no matter what they wore, flashy

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