Greg was caught completely off guard!However, he simply felt a stabbing pain over his back and did not know what was actually happening. Wheeling on Quincy, he was ready to lash out at her when he saw the knife in her hand. His pupils dilated as he shrieked, "You bitch!"He promptly made a grab for a hand, but she simply pulled back and eluded his grasp.She was already on a warpath. There was no warmth in her eyes, only murderous spite.She could not tolerate betrayal of such a degree in the first place anyway!Thus, she did not hesitate to stab him squarely in the chest then! "Greg, I've been asking myself many questions, but it turns out that I never betrayed you. But what do I get from you now? Hmm?"Blood was gushing out of Greg's wounds, instantly dyeing his shirt red. Greg had no strength to retaliate at all, and could only glare at Quincy in anguish."You heinous bitch…""I'm heinous?" Quincy laughed coolly. "You did this to me!"Greg suddenly seized her neck wi
Kathy was flailing wildly, pushing Quincy away by brute strength.Even so, Quincy was relentless.Bang! Crash!The house was a mess, even as Quincy finally caught the hem of Kathy's clothing with one hand, while the other stabbed toward her.Kathy could not evade it in time and was first stabbed in the stomach. That left her at Quincy's mercy, and Quincy stabbed her repeatedly until she stopped struggling.Quincy rose to her feet then, wiping the blood that splattered on her face while her lips arched into a cold, demon-like smile. "Trying to beat me? Who do you think you are? I would've made your life a living hell if I hadn't fallen for Isaac Jefferson's trap. I don't have much time, but even if I end up dead, everyone who has betrayed and humiliated me will die too."With that, she let the knife drop out of her hand with a loud clang, but it seemed that it was not enough.Ripping Kathy's dress into shreds, she started to stomp and kick Kathy's body over and over again! Af
Ian was still a little confused as to why there were so many cops, with each of them armed with rifles and tactical shields. The instant they rushed inside the office, they promptly moved to surround him and Quincy!"What…?!"On the other hand, Quincy pulled him up, keeping him behind her as if afraid that he would get hurt. "I'm now the person in charge, so all the blame is on me," she told him quietly. "Remember—don't fight Isaac Jefferson directly.""Mom…""They're here for me, but I regret nothing." Quincy looked at her son longingly. Though she was reluctant to part with him, she had made her choice and could no longer turn back.With a look of resolve, she walked up to the officers with her hands raised."Quincy Moore?" one of them asked as he walked up and cuffed her. "We are arresting you as a suspect of two murders." Ian's eyes widened in disbelief, but he seemed to understand right then. As Quincy was being taken away, she took one last look at her son. She
Isaac grinned even as he stared at his own phone.Stan turned around just then and saw that, and asked in a nosy tone, "Was it something amusing, sir?"Isaac's expression turned serious instantly. "Interested?"Spooked right then, Stan pursed his lips. "Not particularly."James almost laughed at his fearful reaction, and moved closer to ask him quietly, "Can't you toughen up a little?"Stan rolled his eyes at him. "What, and talk tough to the boss? Why don't you do it?""I won't, but at least I won't be as spineless as you were."Stan had no comeback, so he rolled his eyes at James again.Meanwhile, Isaac was watching them. "Now isn't the time to slip up. Keep a close eye on the company.""Yes, sir," James replied, since he was the one in charge.…Meanwhile, Quincy's arrest and Eastdawn's bankruptcy directly brought to light the investment that Light Group made on the latter.The board was in an uproar the instant they found out, and promptly convened for another meeting.
Henry was still the head of his family, and there was no one better to ask Isaac to return.That was why the entire board pinned their hopes on him—his very appearance at this moment gave them hope!"Henry…"Though Henry was taken ill from stress by recent events, he rushed here anyway because he heard about the board meeting, and was worried that Ian could not keep the board in line. Even so, he was still very sick. He was very pale, and he would not be standing if Moneypenny was not helping him.On the other hand, the board did not care—their money was at stake. They swarmed Henry right away "You're the head of the family. You have to give us something to work with after what happened."Henry did not come unprepared, naturally.Quincy had given him a call before she was arrested, insisting that she would take responsibility for what happened to Light Group.He also learned that Ian had signed an agreement with her to that effect. It additionally stated that she had made
Stan entered. "I've got caught up with something."After greeting Irene, both he and James headed to Isaac's study, which was basically their office these days.Irene tactfully refrained from intruding, while Mrs. Watson just happened to finish preparing dinner. "Should we ask them to have dinner together?""I'll ask if they're busy," Irene said, carrying Tommy as she headed to the study. Holding Tommy in one arm, she was about to knock on the door when she heard Stan exclaiming in surprise, "What? It wasn't Kathy York?!"…Inside, Isaac was staring at the silver crucifix on the table, which James had recovered from Kathy's apartment. Isaac's gaze was lowered, and no one could tell what he was thinking."Thank goddess it wasn't her."There was rejoicing in his words—Kathy could not have been the girl with those beautiful eyes. In fact, the reason he realized that Kathy was not the girl who saved her as a child was because of his own scheme. As a part of his honey trap for
The thud drew Irene back to her senses. Her hand, frozen in the air, moved again as she knocked on the door.She composed herself as quickly as she could, while James soon opened the door for her, averting his eyes a little when he saw that it was her. James himself did not understand why he did that… perhaps Irene should not hear their conversation, and it was a sign of guilt?Nonetheless, Irene was smiling. "Are you guys done here yet? Mrs. Watson has made dinner."James studied her then, but her smile was impeccable.He was relieved inwardly. Maybe she did not hear them, and there were no unnecessary misunderstandings. "We're just finishing up," he said.Irene looked inside, meeting Isaac's eyes and quickly putting on a smile, though she did nothing as she turned away and took Tommy back to his room. Isaac sent Stan and James to the kitchen while he followed her into the room, where she was changing Tommy's diapers. Looking up when she heard a knock, she smiled. "You shou
Irene then asked, "Do you boys want something to drink?"Stan said nothing—he was fine either way.James refused politely, "I'm afraid there's still work tomorrow. Boozing might complicate things."Irene did not try to push him—it was just a question.That was when James's phone rang, and he moved to the living room to answer the call.Irene glanced at him, thinking to herself just then that James was more prudent and sharp than Stan.If she wanted to find out the identity of the woman Isaac kept in his heart, she would have to find out from Stan.Pushing a plate of Mrs. Watson's signature dish to Stan, she smiled. "Here: Mrs. Watson's finest Chilean sea bass, and it's even better than what they serve at fine dining restaurants. Have some."Stan was actually overwhelmed, and quickly ate—it was certainly great. "Oh, it's fantastic," he praised endlessly. As for Irene, she was keeping her eye on him as she asked, "How long have you been working for Isaac, Stan?"Stan mumbled