lody Thorne carried a cup of coffee as she walked in, wearing a snow-white, fluffy sweatshirt that revealed a small stretch of slender, white calf, drawing much attention, her tiny feet slipped into red slippers.
Jared Quinn’s eye twitched slightly, his large hand already taking the coffee cup from her hand, pulling her into his embrace, the desk in front just enough to hide her, "Who told you to dress like this? Hmm?".
lody Thorne looked down at herself, what’s wrong with what she was wearing, it almost covered her knees "Do you think what I’m wearing is too long?".
Jared Quinn "!!!"
"I made coffee for you guys" lody Thorne pushed the coffee forward "Here, help yourselves".
Harold Chapman and Titus Quinn exchanged a glance, each taking a cup to taste.
"Why not sleep a bit longer?"
"I’ve slept long enough, what are you guys discussing?" lody Thorne looked at Harold Chapman.
Harold Chapman’s eyes dodged; the business discussion was not to be disclosed, the fewer who knew about it, the better.
"Seems you guys are hiding sothing from ."
"Alright then, let’s end here for today, talk later" Jared Quinn spoke up.
Harold Chapman and Titus Quinn set down their coffee cups and left the study as quickly as possible.
"Next ti, don’t dress like this again!" Jared Quinn lowered his gaze to her exposed calf.
lody Thorne didn’t see anything wrong, but when Jared Quinn lowered his gaze, she looked too, and there on the inner side of her moist long legs were small, red marks like strawberries...
"Jared Quinn, are you a beast?" lody Thorne’s face flushed red instantly as she quickly fled from Jared Quinn, running out of the study.
Jared Quinn "......".
"Young master" the butler ca in from outside with a grave expression, placing a small screen in front of Jared Quinn "It seems sothing has happened."
Jared Quinn lowered his gaze, recognizing everyone inside as mbers of The Lancaster Family, who were currently holding a press conference.
"Yes, indeed, those things happened four years ago. Back then, Sheryl was kidnapped for so unknown reason, but they didn’t harm her nor did anything to her, only gave her a check. Originally, I didn’t want to comnt on the rumors spreading outside, but it’s getting more intense lately, and now I must investigate the owner of this check."
Jared Quinn’s gaze suddenly darkened when it landed on the check Hector Lancaster took out, the paper was frad in gold, the sa type Leon Rivers used a few years ago.
"Miss Lancaster, did the person who kidnapped you really do nothing to you? Then why did they give you a check, and a bad check at that?" A reporter pointed the cara at Sheryl Lancaster.
"I... yes, I rember clearly, even though I passed out, really nothing was done to , and... and" Sheryl Lancaster looked toward the reporter’s cara "My dad plans to engage with the Adler Family’s Mr. Rivers. Although he has no parents, he is capable, so please stop making wild guesses about what happened back then."
"Miss Lancaster, if you passed out how do you know nothing was done to you? Unless you were still a virgin when with Mr. Quinn?" The reporter continued to press aggressively.
"Miss Lancaster, didn’t Mr. Quinn pamper you so much because you were his first woman?"
"Miss Lancaster, was your first ti with Mr. Quinn? I rember you only ever dated Mr. Quinn."
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