The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

445 The “Mutt” in James’s Eyes

Chapter 445 The “Mutt” in James’s Eyes

Quincy was certain that if James had even the slightest care for Lily, he never would have forced her into a divorce.

He must despise her, she thought, counting the days until he could marry his rightful fiancée, Mathilda

So, when he stepped in earlier, it could only have been because he thought Patrick was making trouble in a Luke Corp jewelry store–not because he was defending Lil

After all, Lily’s back had been to him. If he hated her as much as the rumors id, he prolly hadn’t even recognized her.

With that logic, her confidence swelled.

She quickly smoothed her slightly mussed bangs, forcing what she thought was her most captivating smile. “Mr. James, I know Mathilda is your beloved fiancée. I’m Quincy, her closest friend. You can just call me Quincy.”

The memory of Patrick’s hungry stare at Lily burned in her chest. She wanted nothing more than to see Lily humiliated here and now.

And she was certain James, who supposedly loathed Lily, would gladly help her.

She would show that mutt the vast gulf between them–the distance between clouds and mud.

was just browsing jewelry when she suddenly went crazy, slapped my face until it swelled, and even dirtied my shoes. These shoes were a gift from Mr. Quinn–one hundred and

threw him a sultry glance. “I know she’s been thrown out of the Luke family and is probably too broke to pay for myshoes. She’s always liked licking other people’s shoes–if she cleans mine with her tongue, I could

her mind, it

it proved he despised her.

could strike up business with Luke Corp. If that happened, her own value would soar–she could even dump Patrick and marry into a richer, more

her, maybe even order Lily to

him step forward and… carefully, almost reverently, take Lily’s hand

Quincy froze.

without a second thought?

woman at all?

Mon, 18 Aug

The “Mutt” in James’s

meant to crash her

heard a tone she’d never imagined from him, low and warm with concern. “Why’s your palin so red?

What?

Quincy’s mind stalled.

Was that human speech?

was the one slapped, her face swelling, and she was Mathilda’s de was hurt–he was worried the hand that hit her