'This woman truly is shameless!'
Jericho Hawthorne's mind quickly replayed the things Fiona Linden had told him.
Fiona had said this woman, Quinn, had cheated on her husband. Not only had she supposedly driven him to his death, but she had also borne her lover a bastard daughter.
And that wasn't all. Fiona had also claimed the woman kept a whole flock of handsome toyboys just to satisfy her own lust!
'Was the reason Rosalyn Winslow had a heart attack because this woman saw my picture and wanted to steal me from her?'
'She's not even wearing any clothes, all to seduce me!'
'How... utterly shameless!'
While Jericho Hawthorne's mind was still racing, the door was slammed shut from the inside with a loud BAM.
If he hadn't reacted so quickly, the door would have broken his nose.
Jericho Hawthorne quickly took a step back. As he stared at the maroon solid wood door, his mind bizarrely replayed the scene he had just witnessed.
