Chapter 33
Eloise arrived at the door to see a tall woman in a leather jacket and skirt, high–heeled boots, and fiery red short hair, chatting animatedly with the security grunt
“I’ve known Sophia siner we were lods. We were high school and college classmates. I low all about her messed–up business. Do you like watching her dramas? Ha! Can you even stand bertemble acting?
aling other people’s stuff. Maybe she thinks
“Why would I say anything bad about her? We’re good friends. As for her thing with Shawn, well, she’s always liked stealing other people’s husbands smell better.”
Quincey’s rant had the security guard frozen, trying to keep up.
Quincey spotted Eloise and waved at her before tuming back to the security guard. “This is my best friend, Eloise. You should know about her drama with Jacob and Sophia, right?”
She clicked her tongue. “She’s been done dirty by those two, really. She and Jacob had been together since college, and everyone knows that…”
Before she could finish, Eloise hurriedly pulled her aside, told her to shut up, and greeted the security guard.
The guard, disappointed at being interrupted, replied, “Miss, come by the security office for tea time sometime.”
Quincey nodded. “Sure! We’ll chat later.”
Eloise shot her a disapproving glance before looking outside at the two big suitcases. “Have you moved back with your husband?”
“No husband. Just me,”
“What do you mean?”
“I divorced Anthony”
Eloise was stunned. “When?”
“Five days ago. He cheated”
“How did you find out?
“I opened the door.”
Then, she burst out laughing, leaving Eloise confused
“It’s an Internet meme,” she explained.
As they walked into the residence, they kept laughing while chatting. When Quincey saw Jacob taking out the trash, her laughter abruptly stopped.
Eloise instinctively grabbed Quincey, but she had already dashed toward him.
“Hey, Jacob, long time no see. Do you remember me? I’m Quincey, the one who punched you into the hospital.”
Jacob threw the trash into the bin, then put his hands in his pockets as he looked at her coldly. “Did you pull that head of hair off a flamingo?”
“You’re still as hateful as ever. Theard you’ve unlocked a new identity–the modem–day Nathaniel Whitmore.”
Jacob narrowed his eyes. “You’d better clean up your mouth before talking to me.”
“Are you angry? Guilty? Can’t do decent things but still wear a human mask and feel proud?“
“Nonsense!” Jacob snorted and turned to leave.
“You’re not human. How many times have I wamed you not to mess with Eloise? You didn’t listen, did you? wait. I’ll send you to the ICU for some reflection!”
Quincey waved her fists and tried to chase after him, but Eloise quickly stopped her. “Don’t be angry. I’ve already cleared things up with him.”
“Cleared things up? You should’ve just sent him to the hospital!”
The residence was still under renovation, but the second floor was finished. Eloise pulled quincey into the bedroom and asked if she’d eaten
“I’m saving space for tonight. I’m going to drink with Jack.”
Eloise genuinely admired Quincey’s attitude. She had cried her heart out dur
That said, she still went downstairs to make Quincey a plate of pasta.
during the breakup but could still be Inepts with her ex now.
While eating in the small living room upstairs, Quincey couldn’t help but comment, “It’s because you were such a good wife that Jacob thought you were easy to bully.”
“Is the pasta good?”
“‘delicious”
“Then, eat and stop talking about him-
Chinery chuckled and pointed at the residence. “Your fiancé’s quite generous, huh?”
Clearly, she had seen the property deed online.
“Don’t youthink I edited it?“–
