Jared Quinn’s chopsticks directly returned to his mouth, eating along with her saliva,
lody Thorne watched, her face blushing and heart racing, and she looked out the window.
Finally finishing their al, Jared Quinn drove back to the hotel,
Outside the hotel, lody Thorne got out of the car first, not forgetting to add before leaving, "Everything you like to eat is not what I like."
Jared Quinn stared at her small figure, indifferently took out a cigarette and smoked; those weren’t what he liked either.
Back in the room, lody Thorne, having eaten too much, walked back and forth. Suddenly, she noticed the trash can, and beneath it was a box of fever dicine...
Did she have a fever last night?
She seed to rember being held by soone,
lody Thorne dialed Simon Sutton’s number.
"Young Madam."
"When did you guys co here?"
Simon Sutton replied, "In the middle of the night yesterday, Young Madam, don’t you know? The President rushed over anxiously for you, and he..." fed you dicine and gave you cold baths all night long...
Before Simon Sutton could finish, lody Thorne hung up the phone. Jared Quinn had co last night and had helped her reduce her fever.
The light dishes ordered today weren’t Jared Quinn’s favorites, she knew. So, it was for her?
Two days later, the opening scene smoothly concluded.
To avoid raising suspicion, lody Thorne went back with everyone.
"Where are we going?" lody Thorne propped her hand on the window, and she wanted to see Timmy as soon as possible.
"The President said he wants to take you to et a few people. Wait in the office first."
lody Thorne entered Jared Quinn’s office from the back door, quietly and elegantly sitting on the sofa.
Jared Quinn’s lips twitched a little, "You can relax a bit."
lody Thorne wasn’t ladylike to begin with; sitting was tireso, so she simply lay down, kicking her shoes to the side. Her crystal-clear, fair little feet hooked on the sofa as she glanced at ssages from Nina King. As she moved, her dress shifted, falling to her thighs, making her already alluring curves even more enticing.
Jared Quinn regretted his words a bit; he couldn’t keep his eyes on the files anymore, occasionally glancing at the enchanting figure sprawled on the sofa opposite.
lody Thorne didn’t notice this, occasionally shifting her body to find a more comfortable position, fully focused on the computer.
Suddenly, a file ca through on her computer from a stranger.
Not many people knew her email and social dia accounts; who could it be?
She opened it; it was a file sent as a photo. The picture was newly taken, at a hospital, showing two children born at the sa ti with a label on the hospital incubator stating "boy." The date was February 18th, XX year.
What did sending her this an? lody Thorne enlarged the picture and realized one of the children was Finn Thorne. The Thorne Family had many photos of Finn Thorne, including ones right after birth, so she recognized it. This birth date was also Finn Thorne’s birthday.
"What do you an?" lody Thorne felt a chill down her spine.
"He’s not your brother," the other side replied, then blocked her.
lody Thorne froze on the spot. Who was this person? Why contact her at this mont?
"What’s wrong?" Jared Quinn loosened his tie, pushed aside the chair, and walked toward the captivating figure lying on the sofa.
"Nothing," lody Thorne quickly shut the computer.
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