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The female assistant of the real Angus explained, "We were invited to come to the West Suburb Mental Hospital for an exchange. Here are our credentials and offer letter!" Calvin looked over the documents, then turned to Quincy with surprise. "Do you have an offer letter?" Quincy knew that if he pulled out his fake documents now, it would surely give him away, so he quickly made an excuse. "I do, but it's in my car. I'll go grab it with my assistant." Without waiting for a response, Quincy grabbed Caitlin and ran out the door. By the time Calvin and the others realized they had been tricked, Quincy had already started the car and driven off.

They were nothing but vultures, circling around my hard-earned empire, waiting to pick at the bones. I stormed over to John, grabbing him by the shirt and pinning him against the wall. "You're going to regret this," I growled. "I won't let anyone take what's mine." I released him and turned to Quincy, my blood boiling with rage. "What are you doing here?" I demanded. Quincy looked unfazed, a sly smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Just paying a visit to my investment," he said, holding out a document.

When Stephanie finally arrived in her room she lay comfortably on her bed recalling all the terrifying stuffs that happened lately and promised her, child no one can come between them ever Audrey isn't the forgiving type after what Marcel did to Stephanie he wasn't going to forgive easily when he went to campus the next day he stayed outside waiting for Marcel the moment he saw Marcel with his friends going inside he recalled what Marcel did to Stephanie and shout out marcel name Marcel recalled the beating he got from Audrey and started shaking his friends were around he decided to act tough what do you want Audrey brown he yelled some nerve you have Audrey yelled as he punch Marcel, he wan

"I sneaked in here for your sake, angel." His warm breath fanned over my ear, which made me squirm a little. I leaned away and smirked at him. "For my sake? I don't even know you. Will you get kicked out if I call security, then?" His expression turned a little pleading at my words. "I'm here to learn, angel. Could you help me keep this a secret?" "A secret, huh? What's in it for me?" He suddenly held my hand and blinked at me. I glanced to my other side to see someone was seated a few seats away. As my mind wandered, Jeremy placed his hand on my thigh.

I mind-link them. "Don't you think talking is stupid? Why can't we just fight and end all this?" Carson mind-links. "We should talk first. It helps more than you think," I say as soon as we all gather. "Let's do this," Julian says, and we all nod. …………………………………………………………………. We all gather, facing Kimberly and her pack members. "Why did you betray me?" I ask Kimberly. "I didn't, Donald, you did the moment you left me for that youngie," she says through her clenched teeth.

Quincy yanks the knife out of the muffin and, without warning, hurls it across the kitchen. The sharp whiz of the blade slices through the air, so close I feel the faint breeze of its passing. It lodges itself into the wall with a loud thunk, quivering ominously. My breath catches, and I grip the knife in my hand tighter, my knuckles blanching. I mentioned before that Quincy is a certified psychopath. This is why. She spins on her heel to face me, her blonde curls wild and disheveled, her blue eyes glinting dangerously. “Why do you think she hasn’t succeeded?”

"Listen here, you whore. I know who you are and what you do at the after parties. You think you belong here now that you've finally got your claws in on one of the guys. But you don't. You're trash and you're not...." "Oh hey!" Quincy grabs my hand, interrupting Jessica's tirade. "I'm so glad you're here, Tiffany. I saved you a seat." She drags me away from Jessica into the safety of room. "You okay?" she asks me when we're far enough away to not be overheard. "Yeah. Thanks. I expected it to be a little uncomfortable up here, but I didn't expect to attacked the second I walked in the door." Quincy and I sit down on the cushioned seats as the announcers start calling the players in through th

Quincy sat up properly. "Let's watch p**n" he said to them. His eyes went to Edward's phone on the table and grab it. "Hey, what do you think is his password?" He asked. "Jeremy?" Caleb said and they all bursted into laughter. "Let's try that" Quincy said before typing it. Fortunately, it opens. "Lucky us" he waves the phone to them, showing its unlock. A message popped up. Quincy looks at it, it was from Jeremy. {Here is the video you wanted} was what he sent to him. There was a video attached to it. Quincy played it and the site of Jeremy sucking Edward was displaying.

I need to continue. This is the main reason why I am here. To know the secrets that are hidden in this area. Is Gideon the one who made it? I know that he knows about this basement as he has the keys. I just don't know why the key to this door is hidden securely. I hit my chest to strengthen myself, physically and emotionally. I have to get this through. I am trapped by the reality. I am trapped by my own worlds and thoughts and it is so hard to break free as I was being trapped in a literal way.

When I finally made that decision, I smiled. All of a sudden, Howard pushed me aside, and Hector came closer. "Yvette, why would you drink the beer I handed you when you didn't dare to eat or drink anything else? How adorable. Don't worry. We will be very gentle…" As he spoke, he threw me onto the couch and pulled out a bag from underneath. I saw them taking that out from their suitcase earlier on. However, what it contained wasn't as harmless as they claimed. Handcuffs, candles…