Chapter 26 Running Into Trent And Sidonie
“You’re incredibly generous, Sidonie,” Jacinda said right away.
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“You’re definitely better than Quinn. I really wish you were my daughter–in–law,” Penelope added, conveniently forgetting the three years Quinn had spent taking her to medical appointments and caring for her.
A hint of disappointment crossed Sidonie’s face. “I truly hoped that my future mother–in–law would be someone just like you. But when I came back and reunited with Trent, he was already married.”
“Just one more week,” Jacinda said excitedly. “Once my brother divorces Quinn, you can become my sister–in–law!”
Sidonie blinked. “Trent’s divorcing Quinn?”
“Exactly, and we have to give her a hundred million. She doesn’t even deserve it!” Jacinda’s tone was filled with frustration. “My brother’s company is struggling right now, and he’s been pulling every string to raise money. If we give her the money, we’d have to sell off all the shares my brother gave our mom!”
With a dramatic flair, Jacinda pulled out the divorce agreement that Penelope and Quinn had signed behind Trent’s back.
Sidonie paused, thoughtful. Even though Trent didn’t know about the divorce, if it went through, then his marriage with Quinn really would be over.
It was just a hundred million, after all. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a small pang of regret, as if the money belonged to her.
“It’s just too bad we couldn’t catch her cheating. If we had, she’d be the one at fault, and we wouldn’t have to pay her anything,” Jacinda muttered.
“Exactly! That money was all earned by my son. Why should she walk away with so much just because they’re getting a divorce?” Penelope snapped.
“Well… maybe we don’t have to pay her after all,” Sidonie said softly, her eyelids dropping just slightly.
At that, both Jacinda and Penelope’s eyes lit up.
Quinn planned to return the outfit Julius had given her at the mall that day, the one meant to replace her bloodstained clothes.
Originally, she only intended to drop it off at the doorstep of the Whitethorn residence, hand it to one of the housekeepers, and have them pass it along.
Instead, the butler stepped forward and said, “Mr. Whitethorn isn’t in Jexburgh right now. He mentioned that if you insist on returning something, he’d prefer you do it in person.”
Quinn frowned. “When will he be back?”
“Might be a few more days,” the butler guessed.
After leaving the Whitethorn residence, Quinn went straight to Azure Technologies.
Seeing the clothes in her hands, Laura lit up. “Wow, this one’s a VIP limited edition! Not easy to get your hands on! But I thought you never cared for these fancy brands?”
As her best friend, Laura knew Quinn’s taste in clothes well–simple, practical, and easy to move around in.
I need to return it to Julius,” said Quinn. “But he insists I have to give it back in person.” She explained how the butler had turned her away.
Laura’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Tell me the truth. Do you think Julius might be into you? Asking you to return clothes in person? Sounds like an excuse to see you again.”
Quinn gave her a pointed look. “And you think that would be a good thing?”
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