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.

a glass of

the knock

Not again.

opened

split second, he was surprised-it wasn't

raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Iverson, it's

these past few days. If it weren't

dabbed at imaginary tears, her

scene a bit odd but nevertheless took

said, his lips curving in

made no move to

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

she pressed on, "It must be tough to put ointment on your back by yourself. Would you like

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

Quentin wondered, eyeing Jeanette sitting

care of

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