The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 696

Kali's face was dark with frustration. She realized she'd let her desperation get the better of her, but regret was useless now.

Pressing her lips together, she finally turned and left Quentin's bedroom.

Downstairs, Jeanette was getting herself a glass of water. She looked up just in time to see Kali storming out of Quentin's room, her expression thunderous.

At this hour, rushing out of his room in such a state-what else could that mean?

Clearly, Kali had been a little too eager, but judging by her face, she hadn't succeeded.

A new idea began to take root in Jeanette's mind.

If Kali could try her luck, why couldn't she?

Theo had lost the Glenwood family's support, and lately, he'd grown colder by the day. She couldn't rely on him anymore. It was time to consider other options.

She glanced down at her lacy nightgown, barely more than a whisper of fabric, and a plan formed instantly.

carried a glass of

knock and felt irritation

Not again.

he opened the

split second, he

raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Iverson,

of milk. "Quentin, you've been so kind to me these past few days. If it weren't for you taking me in,

her face

whole scene a bit odd but nevertheless took the milk from her

you," he said, his lips curving in a polite

when Jeanette made no move to leave,

explain, "Quentin, how's your back? Has it healed

to put ointment on your back by

into the room and perched herself on the edge of his bed, uncapping the jar

gone insane tonight? Quentin wondered, eyeing

already taken care of it," he

but notice how her nightgown shimmered against her pale skin, the hemoiding high on her thighs. It was