He told himself, if he doesn't look at Ms. Gabriella, her gaze can't scare him!
"I just wanna see how low this guy can go," Wayne said, leaning on his cane as he scanned the room.
This place gave him the creeps.
"Wayne, I was deceived!" Quentin tried to approach Wayne.
Rosalynn was getting antsy.
She grabbed a teacup from the coffee table and chucked it towards Quentin's feet.
Quentin jumped back in fright, then glared at Rosalynn, resentment and hurt in his eyes, "Can't I even talk to Wayne? Rosalynn, don't be such a tyrant. Wayne is just married to you, he's not your bought slave!"
"What's the difference?" Wayne asked.
Quentin was taken aback, staring at Wayne in disbelief.
It was only after seeing Wayne that Quentin realized the photo Nieya had shown him had been altered.
If he had seen Wayne like this back then, he wouldn't have dared to take any of those risks!
"Wayne, I know I was wrong. Give me a chance, I'll leave the country soon, and I won't come back without your permission! I won't ask you for money again!" Quentin pleaded, tears in his eyes, "For the sake of your deceased Natalie, ask Rosalynn to show me some mercy, let me have a way out!!"
"When did I say I was going to kill you?" Rosalynn rolled her eyes.
This old guy is finally playing the pity card in front of them?
"You won’t kill me? Then are you going to stop my trust fund?” Quentin asked, "That's even worse. You might as well just stab me and let me die once and for all!"
"Your trust fund won't stop." Wayne replied coldly.
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