“I’m only here to apply some ointment on you, why lock the door?” Jacob said frightfully, “Hey now, don’t try any funny games with me. Your wife is already getting suspicious, what if she starts overthinking?” Quinn was getting impatient. “Enough of your nonsense, just lock the door when I tell you to, alright?” Jacob went to lock the bedroom door and when he returned to the bathroom, Quinn had already stepped out of the bathtub by himself. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and was wiping his hair with another towel. Jacob was shocked by the sight of this. “Look at you go, when have you ever needed advice on getting girls from me? It seems like you’re an expert yourself!” “I only managed to start walking around a few days ago, I can only walk slowly right now.” Quinn said bluntly, “And my eyes have not recovered yet, everything I see is a blur.” Jacob chuckled. After stepping out of the bathroom, Jacob opened the medicine kit and produced a bottle of ointment fo
“What the hell?” Jacob was stunned with silence. Even the hairs on his skin stood up on its end. “You guys sure are cruel!” “If I was Ivy and found out that you were behind everything this entire time, I would have died from shock… She’s your ex-girlfriend, how did you find the heart to do something so terrible?” “Would it kill you to stop talking about this?” Quinn said gravely, “If you feel so bad for her, why don't you marry her?” “No, no, I'm afraid I don’t have the privilege.” Jacob brushed off the idea and quickly changed the subject. “Ivy’s brother was the one behind most of the parcels sent to Elysian Group last time. Now that Ivy lost her baby, he’s going to blame it on Jenna for sure. I know that Sebastian and Jacqueline also came to an agreement at Forester Corporation…” He swiped a look at Quinn and said disapprovingly, “Your wife is in hot water now, are you still going to keep feeling sorry for yourself in a wheelchair?” “What do you mean by that? My leg ha
After dinner, Jenna cleared the table and went to the bedroom to get the medicine. She took two capsules as instructed by the label and had Quinn swallow them. “Are you going to get some work done later?” Quinn asked as he firmly placed the glass on the table. “No, I’m going to get some rest.” Jenna turned on the TV, then she turned to Quinn and muttered, “What do you want to watch…” It was only halfway through her sentence when she remembered that Quinn could not see. His pupils had not turned white nor did he have a permanent squint like other blind people do. There was always the same sparkle underneath his eyes. This led to her forgetting that he was blind sometimes and forming the impression that only his legs were disabled. Quinn did not seem offended, he remarked with a look, “I want to listen to some classical music. Would you like to play something on the violin for me?” “I’ve been signing documents all day, my hands are pretty sore,” Jenna remarked faintl
Quinn Forester asked, “Who organized it?”“President Talbot of Leclair Group.” Jenna sipped her lemonade. “He called me earlier this afternoon to invite me.”Quinn had a neutral relationship with the President of Leclair Group. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”“I represent you right now. If I don’t go, won’t those big shots think you’re looking down on them?” Jenna glanced at him and said, “It’ll be good for me to gain some experience too. If I run into trouble, I’ll call you.” “Get Sam to go with you.”“I’ll just bring Carina with me. You need someone to take care of you too.” Jenna saw Quinn feel for his cup and put the cup into his hand.She wiped off the grease around his mouth while she was at it and sighed. “I feel like I’m taking care of a son who can’t take care of himself. It’s just that this son is older than I am…”The corner of Quinn’s mouth twitched. “Does poking fun at me make you that happy?”“Don’t you think so?” Jenna asked in return.Quinn reache
The other people at the table glanced at Jenna, just watching the show.Jenna swallowed her fruit juice, but it tasted like blood.However, she only smiled politely at Walter. “President Langham, that’s not quite right. I've been married to my husband for quite a while now and have enjoyed life together. He’s just temporarily unconscious. And, I’m young, so I’ve got all the time in the world to wait for him to wake up. Mr. Langham, on the other hand, you have it hard…“I heard you’re dating Miss Millie Forester? I also heard she has a rare heart disease and can’t go to crowded places. She’s also not supposed to experience emotional extremes. You have to handle her like she’s an extremely fragile piece of crystal.”Jenna saw Walter’s expression visibly darken, and she gently reminded, “President Langham, Miss Millie Forester is young, beautiful, and delicate. You must take good care of her. I’m still waiting for the day I get to drink wine at your wedding.”“Oh, right.” Jenna asked
Jenna noticed that in circles like these, you could find maybe one Quinn Forester out of a hundred men.He had none of the bad habits these men did. He was rich, but low-key, and did not have any vices.Jenna even began to wonder how she would have ended up if the one she had met back then was not Quinn Forester.Would she have become one of the women these company presidents talked about who were coaxed with money and thrown away when they had gotten bored with her—a rich man’s plaything?Right then, President Dickson said, “It’s no fun drinking like this. Look at you guys—you’ve been dawdling so much you haven’t even finished one glass.”He called a server over and muttered some instructions to him.Two minutes later, the server returned with a rectangular box and placed it on the table.President Dickson picked up the box and shook it. “I asked the server to write some notes and put them into this box. We’ll take turns picking one, and drink however much is written on there.
Quinn Forester nodded in President Talbot’s direction and smiled politely. “I heard from my secretary that you organized this meetup, President Talbot, so I came over to take a look.”President Talbot was still in shock.However, Jenna knew that Quinn was wearing sunglasses most likely to avoid others realizing he had lost his sight.Jenna got up and walked over.“When did you wake up? Why didn’t you tell me?” As she asked, she took Quinn’s arm and led him to her seat.The company president sitting to Jenna’s right came to his senses and moved over one seat.Quinn walked steadily over to the seat and placed a hand on the back of the chair. Once Jenna let go, he pulled it out and sat down gracefully.Due to Quinn Forester’s sudden arrival, the private room was completely silent for a long moment.Walter Langham looked at Jenna before he broke the silence with a sneer. “When I asked about President Forester earlier, you said he was still unconscious. Now he’s come to find you and
Once the server delivered the apple and eight darts, Quinn said mildly, “Wasn’t there another ‘four shots of whiskey’ lot in the box? Whoever draws that should be our target. Those who draw lots for one shot of whiskey can be the dart-throwers. Once we’ve managed to find the lucky one who’ll be our target, the game will start.”“Sweetheart, we’ll start from you, then go clockwise.” Quinn tapped the table.At that, President Dickson’s expression changed minutely.“Alright.” Jenna took the box and drew a lot.It said ‘one shot of whiskey’.As their target had not been found, it was useless for her to draw that now.On their second round, Walter Langham drew the note that said ‘four shots of whiskey’. His expression was very ugly, but he could not utter a word. He put on his suit jacket and picked up the apple before walking to the wall opposite the table.From then on, none of the company presidents drew lots with words on it.When it was Jenna’s turn again, she drew a lot with w
While eating, Carina asked Jenna, “You went on a business trip with Quinn, didn’t you? Where is he?” “Daddy is busy making money so he can buy me a castle!” Duo chirped joyfully. Upon hearing Duo, Carina thought to herself, ‘Oh, dear, forget about a castle, your father could buy you a small nation if you wanted to. Besides, even your uncle is rich enough to buy you a castle made of diamond!’ She soon noticed the dark look in Jenna’s eyes and quickly caught on to something. With that, she stopped probing and switched to another topic. While they were busy eating, the housemaid stepped into the house with a large haul of shopping bags. She then proceeded to the dining table to inform Carina, “Madam, these are the clothes and toys that Mr. Tennyson bought for the young miss…” "Throw them out!” Carina harshly cut off the housemaid’s sentence. The servant obliged and took everything away. Jenna pointed out. “Haven’t Triss explained the situation to you? She was just dru
Shawn assumed that Quinn would only be gone for a while to take care of some of the matters that came up during the period of his false death. He certainly did not expect Quinn to completely vanish without telling anyone. Shawn may be a smart man, but there were no clues whatsoever that he could follow to trace Quinn and what he was up to. Jenna seemed disappointed to hear this. After a while, she suddenly brought up. “What if Agnes asked to see him and set up a trap…” “No.” Shawn could tell that Jenna was already thinking about the worst-case scenario and quickly assured her. “Quinn is far more capable than you think he is.” From the moment Quinn faked his own death and upon learning about Quinn’s close dealings with the Faulkners, Shawn realized that intelligence was not the only remarkable trait Quinn possessed. He was also very calculative, there were not many people who could match him in this regard. After that, he took Jenna to Carina's house to see the children.
The bodyguard finally snapped back to his senses and quickly went to make the appropriate arrangements. Despite Xavier’s claims, Jenna understood just the sort of person he was. He was stubborn and vicious, he would not simply let her go that easily. She dialed up her alertness and continued holding the knife to his neck. After a while, she caught a scent of the pungent, iron smell of blood. The blood trickling down Xavier’s stomach had dyed his shirt red. The blood dripped onto the ground and formed a small puddle. She started to panic and wanted to instruct the other bodyguard to get some bandages and attend to Xavier. However, she noticed how composed the bodyguard seemed and deemed that he was waiting for an opening to seize the knife from her. With that, she discarded the thought of attending to Xavier’s wound. The helicopter arrived very shortly after that. Jenna led Xavier out of the villa and approached the helipad. At last, she removed the knife from his n
Around half past seven in the evening, Xavier returned to the villa in a rather good mood. He took a serving of delicious dinner from the housemaid and went upstairs to bring it to Jenna. “Sir.” The bodyguard greeted Xavier upon noting his return. Then, they proceeded to unlock the door with the key. Xavier did not seem to be in any particular rush to open the door. Instead, he turned to the bodyguards and sent them away in an unusually gentle voice. “You two, get something to eat. I’m fine by myself.” They nodded and went downstairs. They were aware that Jenna had not eaten much lately so she was physically weak. Besides, the boss was more than capable of subduing her by himself, so they were not worried about her running off. Xavier opened the door. To his surprise, the room was engulfed in darkness. Before he could react, he heard a rush of footsteps quickly approaching him. It was then when he felt a jab of pain around his abdomen, then he was tackled. He d
Xavier leaned over to get a closer look at Jenna, then murmured, “You are right, I have lost my mind in trying to claim you for myself. I’m going to lock you inside this room forever. I’ll never be lonely again with you by my side.” “You're insane!” Jenna lashed out. She ran toward the door while Xavier was distracted. She twisted the door handle as hard as she could but failed to open it still. Xavier sat at the table with his legs nonchalantly folded. He eyed her coyly and offered casually. “Come on and eat, otherwise you won't even have enough strength to run to the door tomorrow.” Jenna approached the table, then she grabbed the plate, and threw it at him. “Scram!” The sauce of the spaghetti soaked through his shirt and strands of noodles grossly clung to his skin. Despite his humiliated state, he did not seem the slightest bit bothered. “If you waste the food, you’re going to have to starve until tomorrow morning.” “Scram!” Jenna howled at him again. Xavier ha
Jenna hung up and approached the French windows prudently. She noticed that even the sliding doors were locked shut. The French windows were bulletproof and there was no way she could break them even if she had a gun. She was going to slip away when the housemaid opened the door to bring her breakfast. Unexpectedly, it was not only the housemaid who showed up to bring her breakfast. Two large bodyguards came as well. They were the same ones who were assigned to her in Hevedburgh and they had cut off her path of freedom. The housemaid set the breakfast on the table and bowed politely at Jenna. “Miss Jenna, please use the landline to call me if you need anything.” Jenna grimaced faintly and only chuckled wryly in response. There were no phones or computers in the room, and her contact with the outside world was completely cut off. The landline phone only allowed her to call downstairs. She wondered if Quinn knew that Xavier had brought her to Dresark… She had a nagg
Jenna looked on without much sympathy as Diana died in Connor's arms. She had already heard about Diana's past from Xavier. She grew up in a slum, dirt poor, and without anyone to support her. The circumstances of her birth made her grow into someone who would resort to anything if it meant she could climb her way up. It was certainly pitiful, but she had no sympathy for Diana at all. If Diana had not done what she did to Carina and did not kill Millie, perhaps Jenna would simply let it slide. Shawn no longer paid attention to those two on the floor. He pushed the chair away and got up. “I’ll ask Sam to take Percival and Duo out later, we’re going to Golden Elegance to eat something. I don’t have anything planned this evening so we can bring them out for some playtime after that.” Jenna nodded, then she grabbed her bag and left the cafe with Shawn. As soon as the two of them reached the roadside, a Ghost suddenly screeched to a stop in front of them. The rear door
“I love her.” Connor spoke with a determined look in his eyes, “She made a lot of mistakes in the past and even killed people, I’m not going to excuse that. However, I am willing to bear the consequences with her.” Jenna was floored to hear this. Diana must be unbelievably lucky to meet someone who would still love her so deeply after all the things she had done. She spoke without sympathy, “I’ll give you the antidote if you can tell her to bring Millie back to life. Also, she nearly sent my friend into a lifelong coma and I haven’t settled the score with her yet.” How could the dead ever be resurrected? Connor was aware that Jenna would never give him the antidote. He turned to Shawn with a solemn look and pleaded again. “I will pay for Millie’s life with my own. Please give Diana a chance.” Connor was not a fool, he had a vague impression that Diana had been using him. However, there was nothing he could do about it at this point as he had fallen in love with her.
Connor realized that it was the drug taking effect again. He quickly pried Diana’s fingers away and hurried outside to find a doctor. After the doctor attended to Diana, he heaved a sigh of relief. “Please give her an anesthetic to put her to sleep.” Connor requested. He was worried that Diana would think of him again when she woke up and experience another severe attack that would kill her. The only solution was to put her to sleep. After that, he hired a caregiver to look after Diana. He did not know where Jenna was. With that, he asked for Jacob's phone number from the doctor and called Jacob first, “Hey Jacob, this is Connor. I am General Hale’s grandson.” “Oh, do you need something from me?” Jacob asked impatiently. “I know that East Mill Pharmaceutical must have developed a suitable antidote for the effects of Curb.emotion.” Connor gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “Please sell me one of those antidotes.” Since he was aware of the drug and its ass