Chapter 92

Quintessa nodded, and said with a hint of gratitude in her voice. “Thanks, Doc.*

in one ear and out the other.

The doctor just shook his head, clearly sensing that his advice had gone He had Quintessa set up for an IV drip and wrote out a prescription. The nurse swiftly inserted the needle, and Manny held the IV bag. Supporting Quintessa as they made their way to a seat in the hallway.

The drip was clow and it took a full hour for the liquid to empty. But by the end, Quintessa felt that the gnawing pain in her stomach had finally subsided.

During that hour, her mind was haunted by Tyrone’s face.

She was not about to let him off the hook that easily.

Even if playing with a guy like Tyrone was out of her league, she was willing to take the risk. After all, she had nothing to lose–what was there to fear?

a gamble was what

empty, Manny quickly said, “It’s almost done. I’ll go get the

tape securing the needle to the back of her hand and pulled it out herself, blood oozing

Manny gasped, “Quinn!”

stood up, “Let’s go.”

Manny stuttered, “O–okay.”

hurriedly handed Quintessa a couple of tissues, “Quinn, you should wipe the

the small wound. They were instantly soaked. Manny winced at the sight, but Quintessa’s face

trash and put on her face mask; barely

“Quintessa

she saw the caller and smile

Jerome looked quite well, not the least bit ill. It had been a week since Zenobia was hospitalized after a brawl with Miranda, and naturally, Jerome

to Miranda to make her

hospital for some time, and Miranda was supposed to be making a fuss with

work this

Miranda had only herself to blame for

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