Chapter 93

Quintessa arched an eyebrow, with a playful smirk gracing her lips. “Of course I’m different. I’m even more stunning than I was three years ago, more enchanting. Otherwise, how could I keep you so hopelessly captivated?”

Jerome had to concede, “You’ve got a point.”

Indeed hopelessly captivated. So much so that despite knowing she was scheming against him, he still covered for her and kept her return a secret.

Lately, Jerome had been at his wit’s end over Zenobia’s drama, feeling like his head was about to explode. Yet, he hadn’t even considered throwing Quintessa under the bus.

Part of the reason was just as Quintessa said he had his pride. But another reason was that he was curious to see just how far she would go.

“Since you’ve taken on the role of the leading lady in ‘Shadows of the Past,” Jerome said, “you might as well play it to the hilt. At least do justice to Zenobia, who’s caught in the crossfire, thanks to you.”

At the end of the day, Jerome still felt that Quintessa’s framing was unfair to Zenobia.

the role. It was mine to begin with. I’m just taking back what’s mine. Why should

Jerome glared.

and I’d advise you not to stir up another one. What’s mine is mine,

figure, Jerome had his eyes narrowed. There was a wild allure about her that was maddeningly irresistible, and in that moment, he felt utterly

it weren’t for the public setting, he might have taken her right

called out leisurely, “I didn’t come to see Zenobia. I came for your

and Jerome, who had grown to detest Miranda, was resolute on breaking up with her. But Miranda wouldn’t have it. She had slashed

upon

reaction would lead

no wonder I’ve been in such a great mood today.

“No.”

“What a pity.”

if Miranda were dead, it would

in room 501,” Jerome said before

asked, “Shall we go?”

responded. “I have something to take

“What’s that?”

that relative of yours and get me

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