Lilian yelled at Sean,“This is all your fault! I told you years ago that we should have gotten rid of her and her good-for-nothing mother. Then we wouldn’t have all these issues now.”
Things had been going south for Lilian lately. Her son was laid up in the hospital, not getting any better, and she didn’t want to trouble her daughter. So, she took out her frustrations on Sean, day in and day out.
Sean was growing weary of the constant nagging.
Rachel, with a clouded and inscrutable expression, said, “Lilian, Sean, I’m going upstairs first.”
She got up and made a phone call.
“Kris, I need a favor. I need you to dig up some dirt on a woman named Quintessa Young. She’s recently returned to the country. I want to know exactly when she got back, who she’s been seeing, and especially if she’s had any contact with Tyrone, the heir to the York family. Just find out and name your price.”
After the call, Rachel’s hands were shaking uncontrollably.
Sometimes a woman’s intuition is eerily accurate. The moment Rachel heard Quintessa was back, she immediately thought of Tyrone.
Tyrone had ignored her in the past, but a month ago, he’d suddenly turned downright hostile to her.
Rachel couldn’t help but link the two together.
If Quintessa had managed to ensnare Tyrone again, what would she do? How would she ever marry into the York family?
Panic, fear, and hatred churned in Rachel’s heart. She had to do something, anything, to destroy Quintessa.
She shakily created several burner Twitter accounts, leaving posts everywhere.
All of them smeared Quintessa:
[I know Quintessa; she used to be my classmate. She’s the illegitimate daughter of the Young family. She is a seductress, just like her Mom, a notorious homewrecker. She’s gone after friends' boyfriends, sisters’ fiancés, I even heard she made a move on her cousin’s guy. A woman like that, no telling how many men she’s slept with to land that role.]
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🤣🤣 yes!! stomp the mil into sputtering and silence...