However, Jared Quinn probably won’t give her that ti, she needs to find an excuse.
[I’ll give you a week to consider. After that, I’ll arrange everything; the private jet is fast, it takes only six hours. If you don’t leave, I’ll inform the old man of this news.] Caleb sent the last ssage out.
But half of what he said was true and the other half false. No matter what decision she made, she definitely had to return to the Seymour Family. It’s not that he wouldn’t let her go, but even Stella Seymour knows she’s the heir, others will surely find out.
The fear is that soone might try to sneak in and make a move...
lody Thorne stared at the text ssage for a long ti, unable to decide. She knew it wouldn’t be easy to extricate herself.
"Click"—the bedroom door was pushed open from outside, a tall and straight figure entered, and those deep, cold eyes easily caught her.
Upon hearing the door open, lody’s body tensed, and her finger quickly closed all the ssages Caleb had sent her. She was sowhat annoyed, having forgotten about Jared Quinn; she should have deleted the ssages right after reading them.
Jared Quinn walked over to find her staring in a daze at her phone screen. Her slender, strong arms wrapped tightly around her from behind, followed by his firm, muscular chest.
His rough palm slid up her spine, lifting her skirt in the process, and his tall body pressed down.
After she teased him, he couldn’t stop thinking about her all day...
"Jared Quinn, didn’t we agree not to do those things recently?" lody Thorne’s delicate features flushed with a deep red.
"I’ll be gentle," Jared Quinn said, unzipping the back of her dress, revealing the white skin bit by bit, the creamy skin contrasting starkly with the black bra clasp inside.
lody Thorne closed her eyes, biting her lower lip to keep herself from making a sound.
Jared Quinn turned her around, pulling her into his embrace, his large hands pulling off her clothes, lowering his head to capture her lips...
...
Two days later.
Harold Chapman was rushing up and down the stairs, as if sothing urgent had co up.
lody Thorne exhaled warmly, finishing the tonic the butler brought. She hadn’t gone out for two days, resting at the Quinn Family residence, as Jared Quinn clearly had no sense of restraint when they were together!
"Ding"—her phone rang again; it was Caleb.
[Are you avoiding ?]
[Why haven’t you left the Quinn Family? Did sothing happen?]
[Aren’t you going to consider what I said?]
The phone rang a few more tis, with several photos sent over. Each one showed an old man looking frail and weak, gazing at the cara with what seed like hopeful eyes, his hair almost completely white.
The kind of hopeful yet despairing gaze pierced through, making the viewer’s heart ache with compassion...
Then there were a few more photos showing soone trying to sneak into the old man’s hospital room to harm him, but getting caught in the end, which made one’s heart tighten in anxiety.
Even though she had never t him, the familial bond felt through the screen stirred her emotions.
[Caleb, that’s enough. You said you’d give a week, so stop bothering . It’s best if you disappear for these few days!] lody Thorne angrily sent a text ssage.
If she had to keep considering, who knows what kind of ssages Caleb would send her!
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