The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 121

Chapter 122

"What kind of bear is this supposed to be?"

"Upstairs commenter, are you trying to kill me with laughter? My happiness today is all thanks to you."

"But seriously, have you guys noticed how fit Mr. Aldridge is? Look at those broad shoulders, that slim waist, the muscles... I can't even imagine what it'd feel like to touch him."

"I'm done pretending. Even if Mr. Aldridge's face is swollen like a balloon, that body's still something else. [drooling emoji]"

The tone of the comments suddenly shifted.

"Damn bastard, I'm about to lose it." The more Quentin read, the darker his expression became.

In the end, his phone took the brunt of his rage-he slammed his barely-used phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Theo watched Quentin pacing back and forth in fury, unable to hold back a question. "Man, someone really went after you, Quentin. Who did you piss off this time?"

Quentin thought hard. Other than kidnapping that girl recently, he couldn't recall offending anyone else.

Could it be her?

looked so fragile there's no

dismissed the

to know: who could be so

at all, Quentin scowled and shook his head. "I

stuffed in a sack-he never saw his attacker's face. No matter how many

more he thought, the angrier he got. He ordered Bob to get a medical report

asked right away,

They

"Why not?" Quentin frowned.

says your injuries are only

"Dammit!"

Quentin couldn't help cursing.

banged up I can barely get out of bed, and you're telling me these

like whoever did this knew exactly how hard

rest until I make them pay." This was the first time Quentin had ever been

to Theo. "I already had someone look into it-couldn't find a single

After all, his friend had taken quite a

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