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.

turned ashen, her voice quivering, "Quintessa, shut up! When did I start dating in junior year? And when did I ever date nineteen guys? You're slandering me! Please don't believe her. She's just trying to smear my

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

How come I remember it then? In the ninth grade, you and a boy 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

that, Quintessa teasingly winked at

and the truth behind it made Miranda tremble with anger: "It was

any of that wrong, did I? You should thank me for that one-I

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

had a miscarriage and bled heavily. I was the one who

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