"Yes, help push it to nine-thirty," lody Thorne said over Nina King’s phone. She had been waiting downstairs for half an hour already, but Sheryl Lancaster still hadn’t co down.
What is she up to?
"Alright, then I’ll inform Director Irving and have him film the supporting roles first," Nina hung up the phone.
lody Thorne put away her phone and sat on the sofa, looking in the direction of the study.
Timmy was sitting beside her as well.
After another ten minutes, Jared Quinn and Sheryl Lancaster finally ca out of the study, with gentle, appropriate smiles on their faces, looking very satisfied.
"Mr. Quinn, if you need my help with such matters in the future, just let know," Sheryl Lancaster giggled.
"Miss Lancaster, cooperate with the doctor’s examination. If confird, you’ll certainly be needed in the future," Jared Quinn’s deep set features showed no emotion.
"Alright, fine."
Sheryl Lancaster’s gaze turned downstairs, once again sending a provocative look towards lody Thorne.
After those few days of effort, she already knew the Quinn Family’s secret, Timmy needed blood, and back then Jared Quinn married her entirely because she was useful and irreplaceable.
But it’s different now, Ivy said that Timmy’s blood type happens to match hers too...
So besides lody Thorne, Sheryl Lancaster could also save Timmy.
This was a great opportunity.
If she completely defeated lody Thorne, the position of Mrs. Quinn would undoubtedly be hers.
Jared Quinn went downstairs, his peripheral vision swept over the big and small who were giving him scrutinizing looks from the sofa, and his eyes twitched a little.
"Mr. Quinn, then I’ll be leaving first."
"Alright, let the butler see you off."
Butler: "..."
Sheryl Lancaster felt sowhat flattered and said shyly, "Okay."
"Timmy, go upstairs." Before Timmy could respond, Jared Quinn had already spoken.
Timmy: "..."
"What did she co to find you for?" lody Thorne hugged a pillow, her clear eyes that could easily lead people astray had a look of doubt.
"Want to know?" Jared Quinn leaned over, trapping her between his arms and the sofa."
"If I say I do, will you tell ?"
"Yes, as long as it’s sothing Mrs. Quinn is concerned about, I’ll tell you," Jared Quinn’s coarse fingers brushed over her red lips, his gaze burning.
"Do you need to accompany you upstairs?" lody Thorne reached out to unbutton her top.
Jared Quinn: "..."
"I do have that idea," Jared Quinn bent down and kissed her, over and over, sotis teasing, sotis seducing.
lody Thorne thought he wanted to do that kind of thing with her, so she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She wanted to know what exactly he discussed with Sheryl Lancaster, for her to give those kinds of looks, it definitely wasn’t a trivial matter, she must have grasped sothing.
Jared Quinn bowed his head, biting at her neck, but just kissing, with no further actions.
A fine layer of sweat had already ford on lody Thorne’s forehead, subtly panting...
"You need it more than ," Jared Quinn laughed softly.
But he wouldn’t give it to her, having done so a few tis before, he wanted her to experience emptiness, waiting for her to take the initiative.
A shallow blush spread across lody Thorne’s delicate face, her kissed red lips misted with a thin layer of moisture, very tempting. She pursed her lips, her dark pupils staring at the man in front of her, silent.
"You make think you’re unsatisfied," Jared Quinn sat beside her, neither hugging her nor continuing to kiss her.
It seed as if he was saying, want it, co and get it...
"Are you going to tell or not?" lody Thorne kicked her foot towards his leg.
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