The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 121

A few days later, something bizarre happened in Havencrest.

No one knew which reckless soul had the nerve to provoke the Aldridge family's young master, but word quickly spread: someone had beaten Quentin Aldridge so viciously that three of his ribs were broken. The attack was so brutal, in fact, that Quentin nearly lost his life.

But that wasn't even the most absurd part. The real scandal came later that same evening, when Havencrest's high society was gathered at Siren's Whisper to celebrate the birthday of a local bigwig.

By some twisted stroke of fate, Quentin's assailant decided to dump him— bloodied and battered—right at the entrance to the party. The place was packed with influential guests, and the moment someone spotted Quentin, a shriek rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

There Quentin lay, sprawled on the floor, black and blue from head to toe, wearing nothing but his underwear.

Now, inside a private room at Havencrest Prime Medical Center, Quentin lay in bed swaddled in layer after layer of gauze. Even his mouth was bandaged, leaving only his eyes visible-and those eyes were blazing with fury.

Moments earlier, Quentin had thrown a raging fit, shattering anything within reach of his hospital bed.

The bodyguard stationed by the door-still holding a lunchbox-stood stiffly at attention. His face bore fresh bruises, courtesy of Quentin's outburst.

head, acting as if the bruises didn't bother him at all. "Boss, let me help you take off the bandages so you can eat something, at least a little

might cause. He repeated himself, utterly oblivious: "You need to eat, sir. And

what, Bob?" he growled, his

didn't mean your face looks like that. I just meant..." He scratched

sent a fresh wave of rage and humiliation through him. His chest ached as if something heavy was sitting

it.

bandages, Quentin's face turned an even uglier shade. He'd just finished venting his anger, and after smashing everything he could get his hands on, his entire body now felt like it had been run over by a truck. He hurt everywhere and

Bob, he bellowed, "You absolute idiot.

later, someone else entered the room. Without looking up, Quentin yelled,

you yelling at?" Theo paused in the doorway, then strode

was startled. He hadn't told anyone he was in the hospital.

not to laugh. "Are you seriously asking? Your little fiasco is all over the internet. I think there's not a soul in Havencrest who doesn't know you're in

forgot all about his pain and shot

for yourself." Theo picked up Quentin's phone from the table and handed it