Cordy blushed even harder, but that was not what she meant! She was just worried about John's health. He looked so frail a gust could knock him off his feet, and he was definitely in no shape to drink!Fortunately, Sam did not keep harassing Cordy and changed the subject. "That said, Johnny still gave up Levine Ventures just to take down the Stuarts… Don't you think it's a little too costly? It took several generations for Levines to establish its success, but Johnny is abandoning it just like that? Doesn't he regret it?""His grandfather would probably be hurting." Bob sighed.Cordy sat beside them in silence, since all of that more or less has something to do with her.Quinn was sharp enough to pick up on Cordy's feelings and turned towards Sam and Bob, snapping, "That's enough. We're still in a courtroom—keep it down."Sam shot her a look in turn and growled in displeasure, "The court is in recess and you're not in charge here. Why do you care if I talk?""Can't you show som
It was an earnest blessing and the satisfaction of getting a good outcome.Cordy heaved a heavy sigh of relief.It turned out that she was not actually as indifferent toward John as she had thought—she was already deeply in love with him, and she was just trying to avoid confronting her feelings. But now, she would not push him away again, ever."The trial is here concluded!" With that, the judges left before everyone else exited the courtroom.Cordy and the others stepped out from another exit.There were many journalists outside, but they were kept outside the courthouse and unable to enter.Cordy waited at an entrance, but soon enough wondered why John was not coming out.Reasonably speaking, he should be out already… Right now, even a second was grilling.As she kept peeking into the courtroom, Sam could not help teasing her, "You're really craning your neck there." Cordy felt slightly embarrassed but did not look away. She wanted to see him sooner.More people s
There were many journalists waiting outside the courthouse when Quinn left, probably waiting for Cordy and John.She took no notice, and strode past them calmly since she never drew much attention. Any attempts to interview her were met with a scowl and sharp retorts that left them dumbstruck.As time went by, the reporters no longer cared about her.But today, just as she was about to leave, one of the journalists stopped her. "Ms. Summer."With that, other journalists began to flock toward them—they must have been waiting for a while, but got restless since the key figures of the trial were not leaving. As such, they had to make do and ask her about the trialQuinn appeared solemn and gave the journalists a cool stare.One of them asked, "Ms. Summer, were you watching the entire trial? As a legal advisor, could you give us a simple breakdown of the trial?"Quinn shot him a look and said forthrightly, "The judges' verdict is the final answer of the trial. That's the verdict, an
Those threatening words left the journalist turning pale, but he was not about to be cowed when so many others were watching. "I-I'm just telling the truth!" he stammered. "Quinn Summer is being vain, and you have no feelings for her?!""Then why would I punch you?" Sam demanded.While the journalist was left dumbstruck, Sam added threateningly, "You have no say with whatever's between me and Quinn. Slander her again, and I'll kill you!"He suddenly turned, and took Quinn's hand.She was caught by surprise but did not push him away. Even as he left with her, he barked intimidatingly at the journalists who were obviously enjoying the drama, "If you have any questions about me messing around with other women, come to me! But I will make sure anyone who harasses Quinn suffers for the rest of their lives!"And with those words, Sam furiously left with Quinn, leaving the journalists stunned.If anyone were to tell them that Sam did not love Quinn, they would call them a liar.But
The car continued to shoot forward at breakneck speed, and Quinn had resigned herself for a split second of dying with Sam right then.He had driven all the way to the coast, toward the very edge of an isolated street.There was no more road ahead, and if Sam really refused to stop, they would shoot straight into the sea to a watery grave. Quinn was clenching her teeth, her whole body shaking…But at the very last moment, Sam abruptly jammed his foot on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt. There was just six feet between them and a tumble into the sea.All Quinn could feel just then was her seatbelt digging painfully into her body, while her heart was pumping uncontrollably. She really could not understand—why was Sam being this capricious? Was it fun for him, toying with his own life and hers?!Still, she said nothing as the car came to a stop, and she unbuckled her seat belt to leave.To her, staying alive was far more important.Sam could die all she wante
Quinn was dead set that Sam should properly reflect on his behavior, and her voice calm as she spoke. "Think about it."To be precise, she was indifferent toward Sam—as she always had been.She tried to open the door again, and when she could not, she snapped, "Could you please open the door? I'm getting off—Ah!"She yelped as she felt a tremendous pressure on her arm—Sam had suddenly pulled her with brute strength towards himself, and she landed squarely on his stiff chest.It hurt, but even before she could resist or free herself, Sam's face descended on hers, and he bit down viciously on her lips. The pain left her tears rolling right then, just as she could taste blood.But Sam was not letting her go and continued to vent all his fury on her body.After a long while—and Quinn had no way of telling how long—Sam finally pulled away, his haze still icy as he watched her lips dyed with a stark redness and the spot where he bit her smudged with bloodstains."Does it hurt?" he a
"Are those tears I see?"Sam was watching as Quinn's tears trickled from the corner of her eyes.Quinn blinked.She believed herself jaded—that she would never shed tears in front of Sam.But she never felt her own tears welling up in her eyes."I thought you wanted to have a child with me? What are you crying for?" Sam asked."It's just tears of joy," Quinn retorted flatly."Hah!" Sam chuckled. "You're disgusting, Quinn."She certainly felt the same way about him, but there was no helping it when fate had set their paths together.They were just two awful individuals, bound to disgust each other now. He asked her then, "Who am I?""Sam Saunders," she said, clearly restraining herself."Good," Sam growled, and bit her viciously on the earlobe. "So remember—you're mine and mine alone!" Quinn smiled coolly despite herself.Yes, he was the first man she had, but she was just one of countless women he had.She had no idea what it was about herself that seemed to wound Sam
Sam drove for so long he could no longer see Quinn's dainty silhouette, and he stopped his car beside the road.He was struggling against himself. He left her in the middle of nowhere, miles far from the highway, and it would take her at least half a day to get out of there.What if she did not make it out?And Quinn was always so stubborn she would never give in, least of all to him.Sam punched the steering wheel at the thought, frustrated. He could not help turning to the passenger seat beside him, his heart suddenly stopping for a moment.That was her first time? But how was that possible?He restarted the car, feeling the need to ask. In truth, he was just giving himself an excuse to go back.No matter what Quinn's response was or how she would reject him, he would take her back even if he had to tie her up. It was not the first time he had gone against her will—why not do it again? He did not care if she had more reason to hate him again.Hence, despite his hesi