Outside the Thorne Family's house, in the car, the man's faintly pale face carried a chill. "I helped her, but how could she ever see clearly? Everything she cares about is not hers. She sees only the surface; the Thorne Family isn't hers, and she'll gradually realize the Quinn Family isn't either..."
You can only leave without hesitation once you've seen things clearly.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Caleb, you're right."
"Tell Sheryl Lancaster to hold him off for me. I don't want to see any movement from Jared Quinn's side within two hours."
The only one who can save the person is him, and the only one who can solve the matter is him.
"Yes."
Quinn Group.
The office was filled with a calming fragrance, Sheryl Lancaster smiled as she organized the items on Jared Quinn's desk, intentionally making her movements the most alluring as she adjusted each object.
Jared Quinn had personally sent someone to invite her over and arranged for her to work here.
