Chapter 9

Quintessa flung open her purse and deftly extracted the cash inside before tossing the wallet to Jerome, “Jerome. Consider the cash compensation for your girlfriend’s offense against me.

Jerome’s handsome face momentarily registered surprise but quickly regained his usual refined composure. His eyes, hidden behind those wire–rimmed glasses, twinkled with interest. With a slight curl of his lips, he responded smoothly, “Safe travels.”

Miranda’s face twisted with anger, “Quintessa, even if you have no shame, we do. What’s the difference between you and a streetwalker?”

Quintessa ignored Miranda’s words, carelessly stuffing the money into her handbag, “My dear sister, after all these years, you still haven’t learned. How many times have I told your not to provoke me? Otherwise, I can’t predict what I might do.”

Spencer clenched his teeth, “Quinn, what are you trying to pull? It’s not like we haven’t given you money.”

“Oh, have you? Since when? I must’ve missed

her. Aside from a small

her. They’d probably rejoice if

if they had swallowed something foul. Sean was nearly

“If I miss it, I won’t go. I’m

pulled out his wallet and handed her some cash, “You’ve always been reckless with money. Try to

the notion of being called reckless with money. She yanked the cash from his hand, a paltry

cards and thought that if they weren’t useless abroad, she

bag, “If you had been this generous earlier, things would be so much simpler. Keep

he watched Quintessa’s

woman hadn’t even glanced at him once the

softly with her eyes red, “Quinn, I won’t hold that night against you. Since you’ve called

am.”

magnanimous and kind, seemingly letting Quintessa off the hook but with every word aimed

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