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?

head. Impossible. That girl looked so

her. Quentin dismissed the

to know: who

Quentin scowled and shook his head. "I have no

No matter how many times he asked,

calling the police." The more he thought, the angrier he got. He ordered Bob

just a few minutes. Quentin asked right

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

"Why not?" Quentin frowned.

doctor says your injuries are

"Dammit!"

Quentin couldn't help cursing.

can barely get out of bed,

"Looks like whoever did this knew exactly how hard to hit you, Quentin. You might as

swear I won't rest until I make them pay." This was the first

into it-couldn't find a single clue. Theo, your family knows everyone. Can you

After all, his

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