Chapter 8
Rachel clenched her teeth, mustering the poise of a lady of the manor; she bit the bullet and said,“Tyrone's in a foul mood. Don’t mind him; I'll go check on him.”
The moment she stepped out, a voice sneered from behind, “Pfft, Mr. York doesn’t give two hootsabout her, and there she goes acting all high and mighty.”
Rachel's teeth were gritted hard, but she had to pretend she hadn't heard a thing. Her plan was tobadmouth Quintessa in front of Tyrone to turn him against her. Now, it seemed to have backfiredspectacularly.
The next morning at the office, James noticed that Tyrone was in a particularly sour mood anddidn't dare to speak out of turn. Tentatively, he asked, “Mr. York, Ms. Quintessa Young has beendetained for almost a week now. Are we really not going to inquire?”
Tyrone sneered, “Inquire about what? She’s more than capable of dealing with her own messes. Shedoesn't need your pathetic concern.”
James bowed his head. For days, Mr. York had been distracted, obviously waiting for Ms. Young tocome begging to him. It seemed that wait would be in vain.
A week later, at Emberbrook International Airport.
The Young family had all gathered, for today was the day they were sending Quintessa abroad. Theywere eager to “see her off” — and make sure she didn’t cause any more trouble. With a crowdpresent, it was easier to keep an eye on her.
Tyrone was there too, and even Miranda, along with her boyfriend, Jerome.
The Youngs couldn't wait to let the world know that Quintessa, the troublemaker, was finally gettingher comeuppance.
Sean said sternly, “It's almost time. Go through security, and once you're abroad, hit the books andturn over a new leaf.”
He couldn't wait for Quintessa to board the plane. The longer he looked at her, the more he felt theurge to strangle her.
To get Quintessa out of prison, he had spent a small fortune, which pained him to even think about.He deeply regretted not having cut ties with her sooner.
Miranda also urged, “Sis, it's time for your flight.”
Quintessa was dressed to kill that day, her allure undeniable. Her fox-like eyes sparkled, ready toensnare any man's soul.
As Miranda looked at her, her jealousy was hard to contain. No matter how she tormentedQuintessa over the years, she was like a cactus in the desert — impossible to kill.
As they grew up, anytime they were together, Quintessa’s radiance overshadowed
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everyone else. To the world, Quintessa always stood out. The name Miranda, in comparison,seemed like a cruel joke.
Quintessa had Just a small suitcase at her feet. She cast a lazy glance at Miranda, “What's the rush?Worried. I'll steal your Jay?”
Miranda gritted her teeth, forcing a smile, “Quinn, I don't mean to lecture you, but a lady should bemodest. Nobody respects a girl who acts like you do. You should have some self-respect.”
Ever since Quintessa joined the Young family at eight, Miranda had despised her. After years ofhostility, she wanted to crush Quintessa completely.
Quintessa arched an eyebrow, “Oh, really?”
Suddenly, she reached out towards Jerome's chest. Everyone was startled as her hand slipped insideJerome's coat.
Miranda exploded on spot, “Quintessa, what are you doing? Was seducing Mr. York not enough?Now you're after your brother-in-law?”
Quintessa, unbothered by the accusation, swiftly pulled a wallet from Jerome's pocket.
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