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The next morning, Christian received a court summons. The letter clearly stated that he was to appear at court at 10:00 am on Friday.When he first received the summons, he sneered, dismissing it as a pointless effort from the Stewarts.However, when he arrived at the court on Friday, things took a turn. Seated at the defense table was Seamus, representing Garrett in this lawsuit. Garrett himself was seated at the plaintiff's position.Christian, once the plaintiff, was now the defendant.Seeing Seamus only confirmed to Christian that Talia's relationship with Quentin was not simple.Their circle was small, and both Christian and Quentin had their own close-knit inner circles. Julian and William belonged to Christian's camp, while Lucas and Seamus were firmly in Quentin's corner.In the gallery, the Stewarts sat in a neat row.Once the trial started, Seamus presented a series of pieces of evidence to prove that Garrett's actions that night were in defense of Madeline and Hector

After Christian left, the tension in the courtroom eased.Garrett hadn't gone home for two days. His stubbled face and bloodshot eyes betrayed a lack of sleep.Quentin thanked Seamus and saw him out. Once Seamus was gone, he returned to help Talia and the Stewarts.Paige was supporting Garrett. Concerned for Talia's leg, Quentin lifted her into his arms, paying no mind to the Stewarts' reactions.The Stewarts didn't object to him holding Talia.When they arrived back at the Stewart residence, the family sat in the living room, their expressions solemn.Quentin sat beside Talia, doing his best to make himself as inconspicuous as possible. He was worried that any words from him might make the Stewarts uncomfortable or force them to ask him to leave.Fortunately, they didn't seem to want him to leave.Paige stood and poured Quentin a glass of water.He nervously accepted it. "Paige, you don't have to do this. I-I'm not really a guest here."In the business world, Quentin was a p

After Garrett and Quentin left, Paige stayed with Talia for a while before taking her upstairs to rest.However, Talia found herself unable to sleep. Her mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts.Downstairs, Madeline was busy making beef stew for Talia. She had been simmering it for hours. The aroma of the stew had already filled the entire house, even reaching upstairs.By 5:30 pm, Talia had finished her dinner.Afterward, the Stewarts accompanied her outside. Maeve was there too. She chattered away happily.Although Jarrowind's winters were notoriously biting, New Year's had come and gone without a single snowflake in sight. The first snowfall was later than usual this year.However, the weather forecast predicted that it might snow that night.They spent some time shopping at a mall just outside the neighborhood, picking up plenty of groceries and a brand-new set of building blocks for Maeve.By the time they stepped back outside, the wind had picked up, carrying the first delica

Quentin sat on the bed with his legs stretched out, while Talia perched sideways across his lap. His arm rested naturally around her waist, her legs dangling off the edge.Careful not to hurt her injured leg, Quentin kept his movements gentle. He leaned in close and buried his face against her neck, inhaling deeply before murmuring in an intoxicated tone, "Sweetie, you smell so good."Talia tried to shift away, but she had already become prey in his hands. With the slightest effort, he easily pulled her back.She frowned at him. "Quentin, put me down."Quentin held her even tighter. "I've been drinking, but I'm not drunk. What, are you afraid I can't hold you?"Talia frowned. "Quentin, you know that's not what I mean."He chose to ignore that too. "Don't worry. I've got enough strength to hold you."Talia knew that he was being deliberately obtuse, but there was nothing she could do except let him hold her.Sitting on his lap, she didn't dare move around. After a moment of sile

Quentin's voice reached her ears through the phone, and even though Talia wasn't physically there with him, her face burned red.Her heart seized, and the next moment she scolded him angrily, "Quentin, have you no shame?"Quentin made no attempt to hide anything from the people in the conference room, and Talia's reprimand wasn't quiet either, so everyone heard their flirting.The meeting stopped, though the staff below began silently gossiping among themselves.No one spoke aloud, but curious glances bounced around the table.Quentin leaned back in his chair, twirling his pen like a baton. He smiled radiantly at Talia's increasingly flushed face on the screen, his lips curving upward.Just as he was about to say something, Talia hung up on him.Hearing the dial tone, Quentin showed no embarrassment whatsoever. He turned to scan the others around the conference table, then explained without missing a beat, "Women can be playful and throw little tantrums. It's perfectly normal."