Chapter 899

Christine's ears perked up immediately.

Just downstairs, when Dailey introduced Quentin to her, she was taken aback to learn he was Gina's husband, ten years her senior. She hadn't expected to meet him so soon.

Unlike Bella's cryptic tales, Christine was eager to uncover the full story of this tangled love affair that blossomed after marriage.

As she pondered asking about it, the door to the private room swung open.

In stormed a familiar face, furious, and without hesitation, grabbed a glass of wine from the table and threw it in Quentin's face.

"You're despicable!"

Quentin, in his thirties and at the helm of The Hawthornes, was known for his shrewdness and cunning. His presence alone commanded respect, and it was unheard of for anyone to confront him, let alone douse him with wine.

Yet, Quentin showed no sign of anger. Instead, he gently dabbed his face with a napkin and spoke softly, "I'm glad you came to see me."

Gina turned to leave, but Quentin caught her wrist.

"Since you're back, come with me to the Ferguson Mansion tomorrow."

Gina refused outright.

Quentin remained patient and warm, "It's a family dinner. You promised my parents."

Gina shook Quentin off. "I'll go back myself tomorrow."

she spoke, she suddenly noticed

are you doing

her, "Here

whom?" Gina's eyes widened, pointing at Quentin.

Christine nodded.

over, grabbing

got traps hidden in every

won't even

"Come on, let's go."

Dailey held Christine back.

Gina notice Dailey. "You're

nodded, "She's my

and Dailey, hesitated for a moment, and then

he's friends with Quentin. Sis,

had been cautious, but it didn't

understood why Dailey and Quentin were friends. Birds of

this collaboration

a trap. It

not about making money.

about promoting

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