"Who says you’re the only one I have? In this vast world, there are countless flowers and plants. My charm is abundant and highly sought after."
Jared Quinn "..."
The car drove away, and the figure who had been hiding in the shadows finally erged.
"Master Caleb, are you sure this thod will work?" The person following him raised serious doubts, "Are you sure Miss isn’t gradually leaning more towards Jared Quinn after losing the Quinn Family? Mr. Seymour has only given us one month to bring Miss back. Otherwise, he will personally co to take her back."
By then, the thod will be akin to a bandit-style kidnapping, grabbing her and leaving, giving lody Thorne no ti to gradually adjust.
Caleb’s hands were in his pockets, his handso face faintly pale with a mix of righteousness and wickedness.
It seems he made a misstep. Bringing Madam Tang back, although it allowed lody to feel so family warmth, might only make her lean more towards Jared Quinn.
Within a month, they must act against Jared Quinn.
Otherwise, with Mr. Seymour’s hot temper, it will be difficult to manage.
"Go find Sheryl Lancaster for ," Caleb turned and got into the car.
She’s the only one available now.
"Yes."
Quinn Family.
lody Thorne wore slippers but couldn’t bring herself to be happy, occasionally trimming a few flowers, occasionally making so coffee, running up and down without stopping for a mont.
At Quinn Group, Simon Sutton had called countless tis. There were many business deals to handle, but Jared Quinn remained indifferent.
In the bathroom, lody Thorne pulled out that phone again.
Since last ti, when she heard the robotic voice, she beca more comfortable asking questions.
"I want to know about my origins," lody spoke into the phone that had already connected.
"No comnt."
lody Thorne "...Is there anything you can tell ?"
There was silence on the other end.
lody Thorne called repeatedly, asking the sa question, until the other party eventually turned off the phone...
"What a useless thing," lody left the bathroom and tossed the phone onto the bed, changed her shoes, and went downstairs.
"Want to vent a little?" Jared Quinn reached out to stop the woman who was constantly running up and down.
"I have nothing to vent."
Jared encircled her with his arms and lowered his head to find her ear, kissing it. "I know a way that will help you vent and make you happy."
lody Thorne "...It’s always you who ends up happy."
"Isn’t this the best way to vent?" Jared applied a bit more force, pinning her against the staircase railing, ensuring she wouldn’t get hurt and they would both be pleased.
He kissed her forehead, nose, mouth, and then the soft hollow of her neck. Those magical hands explored inside her clothing along her graceful curves.
"Jared Quinn, shouldn’t you be comforting now?" lody stopped his wandering hands, her rosy cheeks with skin so smooth it seed to glow, her voice tinged with a hint of arousal.
She couldn’t resist Jared’s allure. Perhaps she had grown accustod to his touch, so her body eagerly awaited his affection.
lody Thorne’s fingers wove into his hair, her eyes scanning the surroundings to find that the butler and servants were nowhere to be seen.
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