Simon's fists clenched tightly. He was seething with hatred. How could Xavier dared treat him like this?Around them, people pointed and whispered. Simon kept his head down, for he was terrified that someone might recognize him as the heir to the Xandor family.Not even one of the dozens of bodyguards from the Xandor family dared to step forward.Xavier had grown tired of Simon constantly harassing of Quinn. With pure disdain in his eyes, he delivered a few more brutal kicks at Simon."Stop it! If you keep hitting him, he'll die," a girl nearby cried out. Even though Simon had said terrible things, beating him to death wasn't the answer."Is he your boyfriend? You should talk him down," she added, glancing nervously at Quinn."Let's go," Quinn said, finally stepping in.With so many people watching, Xavier knew it was time to back down. "Alright," he muttered.He wouldn't have listened to anyone else, but it was different when Quinn spoke. He followed her, his aggression meltin
After dealing with Simon, Xavier felt unexpectedly lighthearted.They meandered along the river's edge, the evening air cool and invigorating.Quinn walked ahead, her long hair billowing in the breeze. The elegant cut of her tailored suit accentuated her slender waist, making her look effortlessly stunning.Xavier's eyes were irresistibly drawn to her.When Quinn glanced back, she caught him staring at her with deep, almost reverent admiration.In that moment, her heart raced. The intensity of Xavier's gaze was captivating—no woman could remain indifferent to such a mesmerizing man.The instant she turned back to look at him was burned into Xavier's memory. Her glance was mesmerizing, a perfect snapshot of beauty that left him breathless.He couldn't help but close the distance, drawing her into a gentle embrace.The scene was idyllic—until Quinn's heel came down hard on his foot, breaking the spell."What are you doing?" she asked sharply.The pain in his foot was sharp, but
"I don't think you're dirty."Xavier fell silent and drove Quinn to Jowell Villa."I live next door. You can come find me anytime," he said, pointing to the villa next to hers."Why would I want to find you?" she asked, unimpressed. She didn't have that much free time on her hands. "You can do whatever you want with me. I'll go along with it."Quinn didn't bother replying. She opened the car door and got out.Xavier lingered around. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few deep drags. But not even nicotine could suppress his desire for her.When Kimberly returned from the Jipsfort Research Institute, she spotted Xavier smoking in his sleek sports car.Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. Unable to resist, she parked next to him, got out, and approached him."Do you remember me?"Xavier glanced up, his expression blank. "Who are you?"Kimberly was stunned. They had crossed paths several times. How could he not remember her?"I'm Quinn's sister," Kimberly s
"I've served at Jowell Villa for so many years. Even if I haven't achieved much, I've worked hard. Ms. Jowell, please spare me!" Gerald's voice shook, his eyes wide with genuine fear.Quinn thought that fear was good. Fear made people talk."Cut the crap. You know better than anyone what happened five years ago. If you want me to spare you, it's simple. Just tell me exactly how you helped Maurice and Araminta set up my mom."Gerald's face turned ashen at the mention of those events."Ms. Jowell, I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice flat and unconvincing. Five years had passed since then. Maurice was his employer now. How could Gerald betray him?Quinn laughed, the sound sharp and filled with frustration. Gerald stayed on his knees, trembling. "Ms. Jowell, please, have mercy! I'm an old man. Even if I did something wrong, let me go!""Have mercy? Who had mercy on my mom, Gerald? Does being old give you a free pass to murder and arson?" Quinn's voice remain
Despite Gerald's age, Kimberley showed no respect for him. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "Nothing happened five years ago. This slap is to make you calm down."What had happened was ancient history. Even if Quinn was unhappy about it, what could she do? What evidence could she possibly find?"But she played a recording for me. I—" Gerald began, but Kimberley's icy glare shut him up."I told you to shut up. It seems like you've become too old. Pack your things and go back to the countryside!"If they kept him there, it would only lead to trouble. He didn't have the mental fortitude to handle this."What? Now that I'm old, you don't want to take care of me anymore?" The butler's salary at Jowell Villa was excellent, and managing so many household staff made his job pretty easy. How could he give up such a sweet deal?"Since you do know you're old, why stick around?" Kimberly said her piece and went back to her room, leaving him to figure out his next move.
Xavier's heart ached at Quinn's brief reply. The Jowell family must have bullied her. "I'll come to you." "No," Quinn refused. What was he going to do, coming over this late at night?"Then come to me. I have a lot of good wine here. You can come and try some.""I don't feel like drinking.""Then what do you want to do? I'll do it with you." Whatever she wanted to do was fine with him."Alright, pick me up at my front door in ten minutes."Hanging up the phone, Xavier downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.He walked over to his wardrobe. He was unsure of what to wear and spent a long time deciding. Honestly, he'd never had this problem before. But now he wondered how to dress to impress Quinn.Ian walked in to find Xavier staring blankly at rows of clothes. "Xav, you heading out?""Ian, what do young women like guys to wear?""You've got a date with Quinn?""Yeah." It was sort of a date. As long as they were together, it was a date, right?"Xav, you gotta have confidenc
It was already remarkable to see a stunning beauty behind the wheel of a supercar, but her driving skills were off the charts. "Sam, you got overtaken by a woman," someone quipped. "Ha! No way!" Samuel Kane hadn't expected to encounter a rival while he was cruising around for a breath of fresh air. It was absolutely impossible for him to admit defeat. He was a top-tier racer who had ranked in the F1 World Championship before. How could he lose to a woman? Samuel slammed on the gas pedal and steered the wheel with one hand. The red and blue supercars sped through the night, with each alternatively taking the lead at times. Quinn glanced at the man in the red supercar through her rearview mirror and smirked to herself. Xavier had already seen through her. She was clearly toying with Samuel.How could that red supercar ever catch up to her with her incredible racing skills?However, Xavier's mood was lifted when he saw the mischievous grin on her face. He didn't like seeing
Quinn whispered something into Leonard's ear. Although the boxing gym was completely silent, no one could hear what she said. "I won," Andrew said arrogantly as he was about to take his boxing gloves off. However, Leonard suddenly got up when the referee counted down to two. He was terribly beaten up. His face was bruised, and he could barely stand. Nonetheless, he managed to stand up at the last second. He didn't mind losing as a boxer, but he couldn't allow anyone to insult his beloved country and its people. The previously silent boxing gym erupted into thunderous applause the moment he stood up. Leonard turned to Quinn. Seeing the determination in her eyes, he nodded in acknowledgement. Quinn made a few gestures on her body, indicating the acupoints. "Don't fight fire with fire. Instead, be like water." Cryonians were naturally at a disadvantage in terms of raw strength compared to Mostovians. However, as the old saying went, strength wasn't everything. Xavier knew