Chapter 390

When the doorbell rang, Lorraine instinctively tensed up, worried that Mark was here again. Fortunately, when she looked through the peephole, it was Quentin standing outside. She felt a little relieved, though her heart was still on edge.

She opened the door and let him in. Lorraine was absolutely terrified of this man. She couldn't help but clench her fists. "What can I do for you, Mr. Lowe?"

Quentin placed a five-million-dollar check on the coffee table. "Ms. Summer, I'm sure you know why I'm here." Her heart skipped a beat.

His expression remained ice cold. "So, you're the 19-year-old college student my father has been keeping around, right? It must've been tough for you all these years, Ms. Summer."

If it weren't for Noelle's sake, Quentin wasn't sure what he might do. This apartment, as well as all of the jewelry and accessories she wore, were probably all given to her by his father. And all of those were supposed to be part of the shared assets belonging to his father and hi