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Chapter 167

Author: Sylvia Queen
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Noelle's heart leaped into her throat, and she involuntarily stopped in her tracks.

"Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" Quentin's voice was low and menacing, his eyes ablaze with anger.

Noelle clenched her fists. What was she supposed to say? That Janet was attempting to marry her off to John?

Noelle believed that the man's anger could swallow her whole then. Janet spun around and sneered, "Quentin, since you don't treasure your wife, isn't it only right for me to introduce her to someone who will?"

She paused before questioning, "Or do you think it'd be better to keep Elle by your side and let Xyla insult her for the rest of her life?"

His brows knitted involuntarily. Her words really got to him. "Xy won't dare to do it again. But don't you think it's a bit too much for you to marry your son's wife to someone else, Mom?"

Quentin was furious. The veins on his forehead bulged, his expression hardened, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. The chill emanating from him s
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AyenAya
Quentin as CEO at that, but he is stupid glorified person... Noelle is an idiot weakling .... John is a saint but I like Janet the most by sometimes she's inconsistent
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Joanne Delgado Villanueva
is she stupid?or what?why can she not dodge this asshole at all letting him do all what he wants to her, she's getting on my nerves for real.leave him fool
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