Quinn''sment hit Miranda like an ice-cold bucket of water. All Miranda wanted was to marry


    Jerome. But Jerome had grown weary of her long ago. The threads that had been holding their


    rtionship together were nothing but her desperate attempts at winning over Jerome''s mother, Fiona


    Lott, and her staged suicide..


    Causing a scene here would ruin her chances with Jerome forever.


    Miranda''s eyes brimmed with tears as she turned to Jerome and pleaded, "Jerome, we''ve loved each


    other for so many years. Don''t you know what kind of person Quinn is? She crawled out of Tyrone''s


    bed three years ago, and you saw it with your own eyes. She''s nothing but a shameless flirt, don''t let


    her use you."


    Quinn suddenly shoved Miranda, causing her to stumble backward. Off-bnce, Miranda, with her foot


    twisted, fell to the ground and felt a sharp pain shooting through her ankle.


    Quinn''s smile was as sweet as pie, "Oh sis, you really need to watch your step. Did you hurt yourself?


    Here, let me help you up."


    Miranda roared, "Get away from me."


    Quinn raised her index finger to her lips, "Shh, keep it down. Everyone''s watching. Look, your future


    mother-inw ising over!" Miranda nced around and realized that they already became the


    center of attention. Jerome''s father''s expression was particrly grim.


    She had to endure, she told herself, clenching her teeth.


    Despite wanting to w Quinn''s face off, Miranda hissed, "Quinn, just you wait. I''ll make you regret


    this."


    Quinn smirked, "Bring it on! But before that, I think I need a little heart-to-heart with my dear brother-in-


    law. I''m sure you won''t mind being the generous sister that you are!"


    Quinn knew Miranda''s Achilles'' heel was Jerome. By holding him, she could torture Miranda, not


    physically but psychologically; it was enough to drive her insane.


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    Jerome watched the drama unfold with a cold indifference. Miranda''s foolishness was her downfall,


    while Quinn''s cunning nature gave her the upper hand.


    If he had to choose between the two women from the start, he would have picked Quinn. But he''d met


    Miranda first and missed his chance with Quinn, which was something he still regretted. Jerome didn''t


    intervene as the spat didn''t seem too serious. He wanted to see Quinn put Miranda in her ce.


    He was tired of Miranda, but now that the crowd had gathered, and Miranda was still officially his


    girlfriend, he couldn''t just stand by while shey on the ground.


    Roughly, Jerome pulled Miranda to her feet, his voice low and threatening, "Enough. I don''t care about


    the Young family drama, but I warn you, don''t make a scene at my family''s party. Otherwise, I won''t be


    nice. Miranda, this is yourst chance."


    Tears welled up in Miranda''s eyes from the humiliation. She wanted to tear Quinn apart, but she was


    powerless.


    "Quinn, if you want revenge,e at me directly. All you know is to seduce men by using such dirty


    tricks."


    Quinn rolled her eyes, "Who cares if my tricks are dirty if they work on you? Besides, it''s not my fault


    you chose such an irresistible man. Jerome is so tempting; I just want to borrow him for a bit. Why be


    so stingy? You''re already fuming, and I haven''t even slept with him yet. If I did spend the night, you''d


    probably lose your mind."