Quintessa's words dropped like a bomb, exploding in the middle and instantly changing the Lott family's expressions. Jerome, with a scowl that could freeze hell over, swiftly yanked his arm away from Miranda's grasp.

Nineteen boyfriends? What on earth could that mean? Anyone hearing it would probably snicker to themselves, thinking her as Miss Collect-'em-all?

Quintessa smirked inwardly. Wasn't I accused of stealing others' boyfriends? Well, let me tell you just how many I've 'stolen.'

Was the number nineteen or not, she could not remember exactly. But it was just a bluff, but she would make the Lott family believe that number was absolutely real.

her part to the hilt: "Yeah, I'm that notorious sister, snatching all her boyfriends. You

nineteen guys? You're slandering me! Please don't believe her. She's just trying to smear my name. You don't know how malicious she can be. Ever since

her voice cracking in desperation to prove her innocence, which softened the Lott parents'

from the next class went off to a motel, got caught by the teacher, and parents of both of you were called in. Oh, that memory sticks because I was the one who tipped off the

Quintessa teasingly winked at

of the past and the truth behind it made Miranda tremble with

of the apartment. I didn't get any of that wrong, did I? You should thank me for that one-I was the

Quintessa's doings, and with her emotions like gunpowder all night, easily ignited without her parents to calm her, Miranda exploded, screaming, "Quintessa, I'll kill you!" Jerome

more. When my sister was a sophomore in college, she had a miscarriage and bled heavily. I was the one who gave her the blood transfusion.

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