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.”

Since when? I must’ve missed

to her. Aside from a small suitcase and a plane

exiling her. They’d probably rejoice if she never

something foul. Sean was nearly grinding his teeth to dust, “If you don’t leave now, you’ll

stood her ground, “If I miss it, I won’t go. I’m

his wallet and handed her some cash, “You’ve always been

reckless with money. She yanked the cash

weren’t useless abroad, she might as well have taken them

the cash into her bag, “If you had been this generous earlier, things would be so much simpler. Keep pinching

had been silent throughout the exchange. His eyes narrowed as he

hadn’t even glanced at him once

won’t hold that night against you. Since you’ve called

am.”

with every word aimed to wound, short of saying, “Don’t be so

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