Tyrone looked at Quintessa in surprise: This woman was always so kind to others; when would she start being a bit nicer to him?
“No, I should be the one thanking you. If it wasn’t for you, I would never have been able to avenge my sister. Everything I’ve done was out of my own free will; no one forced me. Plus, it’s not a big deal now. The doctor said I was brought in just in time. With some rest, it won’t affect my ability to have children.” Yolanda was not only shocked to see Quintessa, but also a bit touched. After all, they rarely met or spoke and could hardly be called friends. They were merely allies with a common enemy.
However, Yolanda knew better than anyone that without Quintessa, she would never have discovered her sister’s killer, let alone seek vengeance. She would have spent her life oblivious to her sister’s fate. Yolanda was deeply grateful to Quintessa.
Yolanda’s simple “thank you” made Quintessa feel ashamed, as initially, she had only intended to use Yolanda as an ally, a means to an end.
“I’m sorry.”
Yolanda cut Quintessa off, “You don’t need to apologize to me. I’m doing okay. Plus, I owe you one. I heard about the online stuff. Thanks for covering up the fact that I was the ‘other woman,’ saving me from public scorn.”
Upon her hospital admission, everyone thought she was the “other woman.” Nurses and patients whispered behind her back. However, once the online narrative shifted, those same people looked at her with a mix of guilt and sympathy, treating her much better.
“You should really…”
Quintessa was interrupted by Tyrone, who said, “She got you into this hospital mess, helping you out was the least she could do. Otherwise, she’d probably feel guilty about it forever.”
Quintessa looked at Tyrone in surprise. He didn’t let her reveal that it was actually him who had orchestrated the cover-up. Was he trying to make Yolanda grateful to her?
Yolanda’s eyes welled up, “Thank you. I thought I’d have to spend the rest of my life drowned in criticism. Really, thank you.”
Quintessa didn’t know what to say. It was Tyrone’s doing, and she hadn't really contributed anything.
Tyrone squeezed Quintessa’s hand, silently urging her not to reveal the truth.
For now, Yolanda and she were allies, but who knew about the future?
Regardless, they each knew the other’s secrets. Tyrone hoped Yolanda's gratitude towards Quintessa would be a factor in future threats, at least preventing any betrayal.
Having navigated the cutthroat business world for years, Tyrone had become adept at understanding human nature, except, of course, when it came to Quintessa.
Yolanda remembered something. “Right, I have something to tell you. Be careful of Sean's sister. She’s no simple character. She came to me, probing for information. She seems to suspect we're working together.”
“Alright, I got it. Once you’re better, leave this place. The farther, the better.” Rachel was arguably the most cunning and scheming member of the Young family. Despite the family's chaos, she had been silent thus far.
She remained a lurking danger, much like a venomous snake waiting for the right moment to strike, known for her patience and ability to maintain her composure.
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