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Chapter 62: What Has Quentin Done To You?
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Verity remained frozen for a second after Quentin’s sleepy voice interrupted her thoughts. “Thinking of me?” His eyes were still closed, but the faint smile on his lips told her he was fully awake. “No.” The answer came far too quickly. Quentin opened one eye. “Interesting.” Verity frowned. “What?” “You answered before I finished asking.” “I knew what you were going to say.” “So you were thinking about me.” “I was thinking about breakfast.” He opened both eyes now and turned toward her, clearly entertained. “While staring at my face?” Verity opened her mouth. Then she closed it. Finally she spoke. “I was not staring.” “Okay then.” He concluded. Verity pressed her lips together, trying not to laugh. Quentin shifted closer beneath the covers and rested one arm across her waist. “Tell me what you were thinking.” “Not again.” She said. “That usually means something very important.” Verity rolled her eyes. “Why do you always have an answer for everything?” “Years of e
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It was well past midnight when Quentin finally returned to the Sapphire Coastline Estate. The entire house was silent except for the low sound of the television coming from the living room. He loosened his tie as he walked farther inside, already expecting everyone to be asleep, but the moment he entered the living room, he stopped. Verity was curled up on the sofa beneath a light throw blanket. One arm was tucked beneath her head, her dark hair falling loosely around her face while the television continued playing in front of her. She was completely asleep. For a few seconds, Quentin simply stood there looking at her. Something warm settled inside his chest as he realized what must have happened. He told her earlier that he would be home late and even asked her not to wait for him. She could have gone upstairs to bed, yet somehow, she ended up falling asleep right there in the living room. She waited for him. A small smile appeared on his lips as he walked toward her. H
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Judith Sinclair was losing patience as she sat across Kingsley’s lap in the private sitting room of his Los Angeles residence, one arm resting around his shoulders while her fingers played lazily with the collar of his shirt. Once, getting his attention required almost nothing. A look. A touch. A private message telling him where to meet her. Kingsley always responded. But tonight, his mind seemed to be somewhere else entirely. Judith leaned closer and kissed his jaw. But no reaction. She moved toward his mouth. Kingsley turned his head. Then she stopped. “What is wrong with you?” “Nothing.” “That is obviously a lie.” She moved from his lap and sat beside him. Kingsley reached for the glass on the table. Judith watched him drink. “This has been happening for weeks.” He said nothing. “Every time I touch you, you act as though I’m bothering you.” Kingsley placed the glass down. “Maybe you are.” Her expression hardened. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” Judith stared at him
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Verity stepped out of the bathroom. The bedroom was already dim except for the lamps near the bed. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked toward the vanity. She knew Quentin would not be home early. He sent her a message shortly after dinner, telling her that the situation at Langford Holdings required more attention than expected and that she should not wait up for him. Verity read the message twice, then ignored the final instruction completely. She took her time with her skincare routine, cleansing her face before applying serum and moisturizer. After that, she brushed out her hair and changed into loose lounge pants and an oversized sweatshirt. She could have gone straight to bed. Instead, she stared at the empty bedroom and suddenly decided she did not want to sleep yet. The estate felt different whenever Quentin was away. Although not empty exactly, just missing something. Verity frowned at herself because that was ridiculous. She grabbed her phone and headed dow
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Quentin’s expression did not change. That was what frightened Edward Sinclair most. He had seen men become angry in boardrooms. He had watched executives shout, threaten, and throw documents across tables. Quentin did none of that. He simply sat there, sitting still. And somehow, the silence felt worse. “Kingsley threatened your company,” Quentin finally said, “and your solution was to pressure Verity?” Edward’s shoulders sank slightly. “Yes.” Helena spoke quickly. “We thought she would eventually forgive him.” Quentin turned toward her. “He slept with her sister.” Helena flinched. “There was nothing to forgive while it was still happening.” “We know that now.” “You should have known it then.” Edward raised one hand. “Quentin, there is no excuse.” At least the man was finally honest. Edward continued. “I love both my daughters.” Quentin said nothing. “I always knew Judith was different from Verity. Judith is ambitious, stubborn, independent. Marriage was never somethin
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Verity was still laughing when the waiter placed their drinks on the table. She and Monica were seated on the shaded terrace of an elegant Beverly Hills restaurant, surrounded by flowering plants, cream umbrellas, and the quiet hum of expensive conversations. Two of Quentin’s bodyguards occupied a table several feet away. They were discreet enough not to interrupt their lunch, but Verity knew exactly why they were there. After New York, Quentin was no longer willing to leave her completely unprotected. Monica took a sip of her drink and shook her head. “I still cannot believe that woman’s face.” Verity covered her mouth, laughing again. “You made it worse!” “Excuse me? I helped.” “You started pretending to cry!” Verity said, and laughed. “I was supporting my friend emotionally.” “You told an entire boutique that Jessica wanted to steal my husband.” “She practically did.” “She never said that.” “She implied it.” Verity laughed harder. Monica pointed at her. “And you! Y
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