Chapter 8
Quinn
Beur’s words never left my mind and I couldn’t help but wonder why Grandma Mira invited me over.
Perhaps she wants me to see how successful they’d become without my infurner or wealth.
After the divorce, Anastasia disappeared without a trace and she left without any of the divorce settlement that was given to her and I couldn’t help bui gel worried sick about where she was or how she was fending.
All of my sources were futile as no one could say where she was. Lunean, they barely knew her — all thanks to keeping her out of sight ––– 30 it was easy for her to slip out of the public eyes.
And ever since then. I’d felt so horrible. They said the worst feeling a man can feel is the feeling of regret and it tugged at my heart every minute since she disappeared from my sight.
Going to the party was an opportunity that presented itself and I couldn’t let it go, not with the unrest I’ve had to battle with ever since our divorce. So if Grandma Mira wanted to rub it on my face, I won’t fight it
“Quinn. I’m waiting for a reply, why are you not responding? Veronica’s voice echoed through the first floor of the mansion as she followed behind me towards the staircase
I had barely entered the living room, and I met her waiting for me at the entrance with folded hands and a deep frown.
“Why have you refused to speak to me Quinn? What did I do wrong to deserve this cruel treatment from you?” She persisted with a loud voice.
I knew that she was tired but she wasn’t the only one tired. I was tired — tired of waiting any longer, I wanted to see Ana as soon as possible and f hud no time to mince words with Veronica.
There’s nothing to talk about Veronica. Stop pestering and following me around. I replied with a cold voice, while I walked into m
into my room.
“How can you say that Quinn! This relationship is nothing like it used to be and you know that I want us to talk about it and iron things out but you’ve been giving me the cold treatment” She voiced with anger but I held on an impassive expression and walked towards my wardrobe to pick. out a befitting outfit for the occasion.
what are you doing” She asked with a confused tone when she saw me fitting some tuxedo suits
Are you going somewhere again? You barely spent a minute and you want to leave again” Her voice cracked a bit and I could tell that she wanted
I didn’t want to ser tear or piry on sudi an important day as this so I quickly picked one of the tuxedo and another gold watch before I turned to
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it yourself. I barely spent a minute in the house and I’m about to leave again. I’ve been busy lately and I think you’re just overthinking things or worse, putting things in your head. Nothing is wrong with the relationship, I’m just busy. Just busy.” I let out a quick smile that ended abruptly and walked out of the room to one of the guest room to get changed.
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you’re all art” Fleur said with a knowing smile a and I shifted my gaze immediately.
what was going on with me and had a bad way of letting me know that he knew.
“I don’t her time for all this Fleur” 1 replied, rearranging my suit that definitely didn’t need rearranging.
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funk that you acted like someone who was unaffected by her disappearance but you’re the first person who’d gotten ready for the p
fer the hosts are not even this ready for their own party” Fleur’s mocking laughter made me want to pluck his front teeth.
chonour ber Grandmother’s invitation, that’s all” I replied with a frown but it only made Fleur’s shoulders swell.
w, we both kuurw that I wasn’t going to honour some invitation but to see Anastasia,
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the more the wiiety in iir grew. I never thought fil be anion to meet. Ana after the way I treated her. Haur of the way I treated her that made me develops anxiety
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it sparked my curiosity the more
Fleur had mentioned that they’d renovated their wretched looking home into a mansion and it
How was Anastasia able to build a mansion in a span of three years? Did she remarry after the divorce? Or she had a staked up wealth in a safe locked somewhere?
Whatever it was, I needed to set my eyes on her first…
“We’re here Quinn, have fun” Fleur announced with a wink, making a frown resurface on my face.
Fleur was a pain in the ass and if he wasn’t my friend, I’d have fired him a long time ago already but I had to live with
hit. Sadly.
The mansion was impeccable, it was ginormous yet simple and portable. Talk about a smart home with yet some traditional features like the wooden polished tables and chairs and the hand made flower vases that held beautiful flowers in them.
It was evening already and the perfect time for the beautiful lights to steal the breaths of the guests. Everyone wowed at the beautiful colours of the lights and the strategic placing of the lights.
Just how was Anastasia able to build this in such short period! The last time I was here, we were still dating.
The house was nothing compared to what I was seeing now.
1 cleared my throat and picked up a drink from one of the trays a waiter displayed and walked into the event space.
There was a lot to eat and drink, starting from light snacks to steaks and full course meals but none of it caught my interest.
I scanned the space and the beautifully dressed guests who were chatting and exchanging pleasantries and I felt a sudden tug at my heart when I caught sight of Anastasia
