Chapter 362

As soon as Noelle left, Janet picked up the bag and swung it at Quentin with all her might. "You're unbelievable; you had such a wonderful wife, yet you just had to neglect her! If you even think about marrying Xyla Cadwell, I'll tear you apart! You little shit!"

Quentin simply shielded his head with his arm, making no attempt to evade his mother's blows as she took her frustration out on him. When she exhausted herself and was catching her breath, he straightened up and asked, "What's wrong with Xyla? At least she won't let your jewelry collect dust in the cabinet."

"Why are you still pushing my buttons, you little shit?" Janet's temper flared again, and she raised her tattered bag to hit him again. But he was already out of reach.

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Meanwhile, Gabriel rushed into the bidding site for the Southport project with the revised bid that had been hastily drafted by his team based on the bid price provided by Xyla.

However, when the winning bid was announced, he was dumbfounded, as the