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

her. Quentin dismissed the

to know: who could be

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

matter how many times he asked, the person never uttered a word. He

I'm calling the police." The more he thought, the angrier he got.

minutes. Quentin asked right away, "That

his head. "No. They wouldn't give it to

"Why not?" Quentin frowned.

your injuries are

"Dammit!"

Quentin couldn't help cursing.

get out of bed, and you're

did this knew exactly

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

someone look into it-couldn't find a single clue. Theo, your

hesitation. After all, his friend had taken quite

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