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Chapter 368

Author: Sylvia Queen
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-09 18:30:00
Zion was just about to get into the car when he received a call from Quentin. "Don't you dare move a muscle, Zion Jenkins!" he said menacingly as he stood at the entrance to the café.

Zion was torn, unsure whether to get in or not. Noelle noticed his hesitation, glanced at Quentin, and understood what was going on. Her temper flared as she wondered who gave him the right to treat her like this.

Without saying a word, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. "Ms. Cadwell, I hope you'll be able to keep your fiancé in check. He's currently harassing his ex-wife!"

Across from her, Zion burst into laughter. "This is getting good," he mused. His gaze shifted to the man at the entrance, and he noticed his expression hardening.

In the hospital, Xyla's face lost all its color as Noelle's words sank in. She was so rattled that she struggled to breathe. With trembling hands, she ended the call with Noelle and tried to reach Quentin, but he declined her call after a couple of rings.
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