All Novel Sweet
Chapter 1252
Knowing Dorothy as well as he did, Everett knew she couldn't sit still at home!
When Dorothy caught on, she chuckled, "Hey, I'm just twiddling my thumbs during the day, just checking out what's happening over there. I'm not at the scene, so I'm still being good, right?"
Everett sighed, "You don't have to lie to me. Do you think I don't know what's going on in your head? But with your current health-"
"Ah, come on! I know I'm not in the best shape and I shouldn't overdo it. I get it! Mr. Lopez, you go on with your work. I truly know my limits." She knew exactly how to get to Everett, resorting to a bit of coquetry when all else failed.
"I might have to come home a bit late after work today, so if you need anything, just give me a call. I'll try my best to make it back before the kids' bedtime to tuck them in."
"Alright."
Dorothy didn't press Everett on what he was going to do.
As long as he didn't bring it up, Dorothy wouldn't ask! It seemed like an unspoken understanding between them.
She knew all too well that if it was possible to avoid meeting Quincy, Everett would not even spare her a glance! So, why bother showing her displeasure and making things even harder for him?Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
After hanging up, Everett returned to his office.
He had to take care of some tasks at hand, especially now that Kevin was out, leaving him to pick up the slack. After reviewing a few project documents, Everett finally took out his phone to call Quincy.
But... no answer?
He tried again, still no response.
Usually, Quincy would pick up instantly whenever Everett called. It seemed she must be really tied up with something.
He didn't have time for a third try, so he just waited for Quincy to see the missed calls and get back to him.
...
Quincy, in fact, couldn't answer the phone because she was tied up to a chair, securely bound and unable to break free! "Mmm! Mmmmm!"
Her mouth was gagged, and layers of duct tape wrapped around, leaving her only able to make muffled noises.
In a dilapidated house in the
suburbs, even if she could scream, what good would it do? Tied up and immobile, she was like a lamb to the slaughter.
In front of Quincy, Lane was lounging in a chair, legs crossed, leisurely lighting a cigarette.
"Tsck, tsck, tsck, your man's calling you! You think he'll try a third time?"
"...Mmmmm!"
Lane took a drag, blowing smoke deliberately in her face, causing Quincy to cough violently!
"You said you were gonna marry Everett, even got intimate with him. Seems like he's not as into you as he was into Dorothy!"
Quincy glared at him, more frightened than anything.
Who was this man, really? She had no clue.
All she thought during their deal was
that he was into Dorothy and had money which could solve her. immediate problems, so she let her guard down. And now, here she was!
"In my life, I've always hated people glaring at me the most! Maybe I should gouge out those eyes." Lane squinted, actually picking up a knife and moving closer to Quincy
Terrified, she immediately shut her eyes, desperately trying to scoot back.
The knife did slice through something, but not her eyeballs. Instead, it cut through the duct tape on her mouth.
"Spit it out!" Instantly, Quincy spat out the gag, "Lane, I've done nothing to you, why are you doing this?!"