”Welcome, Mr. Lowe," the housekeeper greeted Quentin when he arrived at Burns Mansion."Where's my mother?" he asked.The housekeeper responded, "She's in the living room, playing cards with the ladies."Quentin felt a little relieved. He walked into the living room and greeted all the elders. Then, Janet stood up and said, "Come with me, Quentin." She led him upstairs to her bedroom on the second floor.After closing the door, she asked, "Did you already know that your father was seeing someone else?" He frowned as he met his mother's stern gaze. "I only found out a few days before you."Janet pressed on. "What about Elle? Is she just learning about this as well?""She found out a day earlier than you," he responded.Her anger dissipated in an instant. "That poor girl…"She paused before asking, "Do you think your father had anything to do with Lorraine's death?""I'm looking into it," he said.Janet sighed. "After all these years together, I never would've guessed he wa
After keeping an eye on Quentin for a while, Mark couldn't read anything from his expression. He smiled and responded, "You're right. I'll go apologize to her in person."Fred's face darkened. "You've upset Jan? You're always out drinking and leaving everything to her, and yet you still have the nerve to act like you've done nothing wrong?"Mark wore a contrite look and said, "You're absolutely right, Dad. I know I've made a mistake. I'll go and bring her back first thing tomorrow!"Fred snorted in response. Quentin, on the other hand, frowned but remained silent.As Yvette listened to his pompous speech, she thought about his infidelity and felt even more nauseated. Suddenly, she couldn't hold it in any longer and gagged. She then ran out, covering her mouth.Mark frowned, displeased. Yvette had gagged as soon as he walked in and had run off to throw up after he had said just a few words. "Quentin, you should take Yvette to the doctor. We don't want it to turn into a bigger probl
Noelle felt a heavy weight on her chest. When she first met Lorraine, Lorraine was already Mark's mistress, and she had managed to keep it a secret all these years. In all the time she had known Lorraine, she had been completely unaware of her relationship with Mark.Lorraine probably didn't tell her because she was afraid it would affect their friendship. Noelle remembered how she had asked about that person many times, yet Lorraine had always warned her that it wouldn't do her any good to know. Lorraine was probably afraid that if she found out that person was Mark, it'd put her in a tough spot. Noelle's heart ached once more as she thought about her. "Be more careful when you befriend others in the future." Janet gently ruffled Noelle's hair. Noelle nodded, although she didn't think Lorraine was a bad person. It was getting late, and she didn't want to keep Janet up any longer, so she left with Quentin.On the way home, Quentin received a call from Zion. "Xyla's not doing so
Quentin was at a loss for words. Even though the alpaca grossed him out, he had to put up with it because it was his wife's pet. He wiped the spit off with a tissue and gave the alpaca a dirty look."Stay down there; don't you dare come upstairs!" she said without a backward glance, assuming he would follow her upstairs. Quentin was dumbfounded. He turned around and glanced at the small, five-foot-long fabric couch. He tugged at the corner of his lips before walking over to lie down on it. He was stoked that she was letting him crash here, so he wasn't going to be finicky about anything.Noelle felt so safe with Quentin around that she fell right asleep and didn't have any nightmares that night. She slept like a baby, but Quentin wasn't as lucky. At nearly 6'3", he found it incredibly difficult to get comfortable on the small couch. He tossed and turned all night, and just when he was about to drift off, the alpaca came over and spat right in his face. He opened his eyes and look
Noelle shuddered at the thought of how he had once ordered people to gang-rape and torture Lorraine. The chilling possibility that he might also be the one who had burned Lorraine to death made her silently clench her fists.Fortunately, at that moment, a familiar voice called out from behind, "Elle!" Quentin hurried over and said, "I'm back." Once he was close, he held her hand. Noelle felt a wave of relief as his warm hand enveloped hers. Quentin, too, felt his anxiety dissipate, as even a second apart from her was enough to make him feel uneasy now.Mark chuckled. "And here I thought you guys had gotten into another argument." He turned around and told Fred, "Since Quentin's here, let's head out." With that, he left the ward.Quentin wheeled Fred out of the hospital. All of them got into the MPV and returned to Lowe Mansion. Inside the slowly advancing black sedan, Mark glanced at the MPV that had been left far behind and asked lowly, "It's been days; haven't you guys found a
Hence, when Janet emerged from Fred's bedroom, Mark cornered her in the kitchen and pulled out a delicate jewelry box from his pocket. He opened it, revealing a stunning necklace from a high-end brand. "Do you like it?"Janet looked at the necklace and wondered if he had used similar gifts to cajole his mistress. "I bet you've used this trick countless times on your mistress, huh?" she sneered as she took the box from him.With an arched brow and a touch of mockery in her gaze, she suddenly seemed more alluring. Mark found himself strangely drawn to her. "She can't even hold a candle to you!" He reached into the box and was about to place the necklace around her neck. Janet released her grip on the box, letting it and the necklace fall to the ground. "I bet you've said those exact words to your mistress as well, Mr. Lowe!"Mark was caught off guard. Then, he smiled. "Of course not. I was just fooling around with that woman; she's nothing compared to you!"Lorraine had always been
Noelle felt like she was about to crack. Sitting next to such a monster and listening to him jest about her future sent shivers down her spine. Noelle forced a smile, and as soon as the chess game was over, she left in defeat.Fred's return from the hospital brought his sons and their families to Lowe Mansion, filling it with chatter and activity. However, Noelle felt a persistent chill, as though Mark was constantly watching her from behind.From a distance, Madison noticed something was off with her expression, so she came over and asked, "Noelle, you don't look so well. Are you okay?"Noelle smiled. "Yeah, sort of." She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. She didn't want to stay another minute in Lowe Mansion."Let me take you to the hospital!" Madison offered, concerned."I'll take care of that." A tall figure strode over. Quentin held Noelle's hand and led her away."What's wrong?" Chance asked as he walked over.Madison shook her head. "It's nothing." She turne
Quentin walked over to the couch to take a call. Chance was on the line. "You've always been the one in charge of the Havenport City project, so why are you sending me there?"Quentin responded, "I can't go because Xyla's surgery is the day after tomorrow.""Alright," Chance responded.As soon as Noelle came downstairs after changing her clothes, she heard Quentin's voice. She silently clenched her fists and laughed at herself for being moved moments ago. "You really are too easy to impress, you fool," she thought to herself. Noelle went straight to the kitchen to make herself something to eat. She hadn't had lunch at Lowe Mansion, so she was pretty hungry at the moment. Quentin hung up the phone and walked over. "I'll do it." He rolled up his sleeves, took the vegetables she was about to wash, and rinsed them carefully under the faucet. He looked every bit the ideal husband—except for the fact that he was always thinking about another woman.…Meanwhile, everyone had left aft