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.

played her part to the hilt: "Yeah, I'm that notorious sister,

I ever date nineteen guys? You're slandering me! Please don't believe her. She's just trying to smear

desperation to prove her

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

Quintessa teasingly winked

it

with that basketball player from your class for two months until his parents kicked you out of the apartment. I didn't get any of that wrong, did I? You should thank me

emotions like gunpowder all night, easily ignited without her parents to calm her,

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. That was my blood, sis. You can deny everything

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