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The moment Quincy stepped through the entrance of the mall, she spotted Mrs. Sanders waiting nearby.“Auntie, I’m so sorry. I just got off work. I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.” Quincy hurried over and slipped her arm through Mrs. Sanders’s with a sweet, obedient smile.Mrs. Sanders patted her hand. “Nonsense. I know you’re busy with work. I drag you out shopping all the time. As long as you don’t get tired of me, I’m already grateful.”“How could I ever? I love shopping with you. My parents are always overseas and barely have time to come home. Shopping with you feels just like going out with my mom.”Her words made Mrs. Sanders laugh out loud. “You really know how to make someone happy, you sweet girl.”They walked into a boutique Mrs. Sanders seemed particularly fond of.“Quincy, come try this dress. It’s such a bright color. You have fair skin, so it will look stunning on you.”Mrs. Sanders held up a red dress trimmed with sheer fabric, her expression full of affection.
Most people who visited Pine Mist Island came to relax and unwind. Quintessial Wine was perfect for sitting on the beach and sipping while the ocean breeze rolled in.“Of course I can,” Quincy said. She noticed Melvin’s assistant walking in and out several times with documents. Clearly, he was busy.She stood up right away. “Melvin, I won’t keep you. We can talk another time. I should head back.”“Alright. Be careful on the way home,” Melvin said without trying to make her stay.What Quincy did not expect was that only two hours after leaving Sanders Corp, her appearance at the building had already spread across the entire internet. The news caused an immediate uproar.After finishing her surgery, the operating room lights dimmed. Quincy went straight to the decontamination room, removed her gear, and walked back to her office.Along the corridor, she felt eyes on her from every direction—curiosity, jealousy, irritation. She had no idea what had happened.Until she overheard a g
At Sanders Corp headquarters, a car pulled up to the front entrance. Quincy stepped out with a thermos carrier in hand. The security guards recognized her and let her through immediately.Everyone in the building knew who she was. The assistant led her straight to the CEO’s office before quietly stepping away.Quincy knocked lightly. After hearing permission from inside, she opened the door.“Melvin, I brought you something to eat.”She had not planned to come today, but Mrs. Sanders had been urging her nonstop. She could tell Mrs. Sanders was eager to see her and Melvin end up together.Quincy wanted that too, but feelings could not be forced. She could not make Melvin like her.“Have a seat.” Melvin finished the document in his hand and moved to sit beside her.Quincy opened the thermos carrier. Inside were the desserts she had made herself and a pot of soup she had simmered.She looked shyly up at him. “Melvin, try it. Auntie said you like these, so I made a little.”Her wo
“What did she tell you?” Melvin asked, already losing patience.Mrs. Sanders pushed the lunchbox she brought across the desk. “She didn’t need to say anything. Do you really take me for an idiot? I can see perfectly well what’s going on. I was out shopping with Quincy today and we passed a pastry shop. She insisted on buying these for you. She’s such a thoughtful girl.”“I understand. Anything else?”“Can’t I drop by without a reason? I’m your mother, not one of your employees. Do I need an appointment to see you now?”She glared at him, resentment simmering under her voice.In her heart, the blame all fell on Sarah. She was convinced Sarah was the reason her son treated her so coldly.The whispers she overheard in the elevator resurfaced in her mind, and she finally snapped. “Are you living with that woman again?”“Mom, she is my cousin. Stop calling her that.” Melvin’s tone was firm.Mrs. Sanders let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “A piece of gum stuck to your shoe has more self-a
The Sachs family was the largest wine distributor in East Coast, and Quincy was their only daughter. Marrying her was equivalent to gaining the entire Sachs empire.Mrs. Sanders smiled warmly at her and picked out a few more outfits. She handed them over.“Try these too.”Quincy nodded and went back into the fitting room. She changed outfits one after another like a professional model while Mrs. Sanders evaluated each look.Every dress fit Quincy perfectly. Her figure made each piece look even more elegant and refined than it did on display.Satisfied, Mrs. Sanders handed her a bank card and clasped both of Quincy’s hands. “If you see anything else you like, Auntie will buy it for you.”“Auntie, this is already too much. I feel embarrassed,” Quincy said softly.“This? It’s just a few outfits. Nothing worth mentioning.”Mrs. Sanders held her hand and guided her toward the jewelry boutique next door.Clothes and jewelry were nothing special to Quincy. The only reason she tolerated
“Henry is ruthless,” Lucy said with a cold laugh. “Even worse than Vivian. He’ll do anything to get what he wants.”Sarah nodded. “I’ve taken note. I’ll try to avoid crossing paths with him.”“You’re being overly cautious. Why bother? Are you worried someone will find out?” Lucy lit another cigarette.The heavy smoke made Sarah immediately pull on a mask. “I’m not worried. I’m just heading home.”When Sarah left, Lucy finished her cigarette at a leisurely pace, then got into her car and drove away.Meanwhile, at the largest mall in East Coast, Mrs. Sanders was strolling through boutiques with a young woman beside her. Four bodyguards trailed behind carrying their shopping bags.“Quincy, how have you been lately? Work going well?” Mrs. Sanders asked warmly.Quincy replied in a gentle voice, “I’m doing well, Auntie.”She twisted her fingers nervously. No matter how kind Mrs. Sanders was to her, her natural authority made her too intimidated to speak freely.“Have you and Melvin







