The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 698

Quentin let out a cold snort. "You really are your parents' child-just as low and shameless as they were."

His contempt and disgust were plain as day, sharp and undisguised in every word.

Jeanette's greatest fear was always this-people dragging her parents into things, using their mistakes to attack her. The words hit her like a stone sinking in her chest.

She clutched the blanket to her chest, trying to cover herself, overwhelmed with humiliation. In that instant, regret crashed down on her. What was she thinking, crawling into Quentin's bed? She must have completely lost her mind.

Even Kali-Quentin's old flame, the one everyone said he'd never forgotten-had failed to win him over. How could she possibly have succeeded?

Jeanette's face was ashen, and all she wanted was for the two of them to leave. But Quentin and Theo seemed in no hurry; they just stood there watching her, as if this was some kind of macabre performance.

They didn't budge. The silence stretched on, until finally the commotion drew Kali to the doorway.

Kali took in the scene at a glance: Jeanette, naked, tangled in Quentin's sheets, her silk nightgown abandoned on the floor-no question what had happened here.

A wave of anger twisted Kali's features.

and now this wretched girl had beaten her to it. And to think

face, to leave her marked and ruined. But she glanced at

Jeanette couldn't be allowed to stay-not after

Theo. "Theo, I

Theo looked at

her conscience. "Remember when I told Jeanette about how you were rescued as a child at Havencrest? The very next

stupid. He heard the

that didn't just happen. His gaze went cold and sharp, fixing on Jeanette

at Kali, disbelief and betrayal warring in her eyes. She couldn't believe Kali would throw her under the bus-but then, after what she'd done, was it

"Theo, what are you

wasn't having

the edge of the

her. "Don't think

bankrupt, I can't deal with you. If you don't tell

it.

If she did, Quentin would throw her