I Fell for the Man Who Ruined Me, Then He Forgot He Ever Loved Me Back novel Chapter 224

"Quincy?"

Sienna was about to stand up, but Quincy waved her down. He turned, dragged over a wooden stool for himself, and sat down right next to her.

For the past two days, the old man had looked downright grubby, keeping a fiercely humble appearance. Every time Sienna saw him, he was either messing with his chickens and ducks or frying up his chickens and ducks.

But now, framed by the cold night light and wearing those reading glasses, he looked surprisingly grounded.

It actually gave him the faint aura of a seasoned, veteran artist.

The two of them sat side by side beneath the moonlight, looking just like a father and daughter sharing a heart-to-heart.

Quincy stared straight ahead and let out a long, heavy sigh. His tone was earnest and deep. "I've seen everything Jorrod has been doing these past two days. Growing up with a silver spoon in his mouth, doing all this manual labor... it's been tough on the kid."

Sienna tilted her head slightly, looking over at him.

"And of course, there's you," Quincy's gaze softened considerably as he turned to her. "A clean, proper young lady diving into chicken coops and pig pens every day without a single complaint. It's not easy."

"..." Oh, she had complaints. She definitely had complaints.

Despite her internal screaming, Sienna still offered him a gentle smile, projecting the absolute picture of a tender, understanding, and uncomplaining young woman.

Quincy slowly withdrew his gaze. "I know exactly why you two are here. He wants me to go back with him and lead the team to recreate that ring."

"Jorrod has been begging me to do this since the beginning of the year. This is the first time I've even let him inside my house."

Sienna sat quietly, playing the role of a devoted listener.

Quincy told her a lot of things. He talked about his relationship with the Vaughns—how the three of them used to be incredibly close friends.

But right when the ring was originally completed, a catastrophic tragedy struck the Vaughn family.

A fire caused by faulty wiring completely devastated the family of three. In the accident, only Jorrod, who had been locked out on the balcony, miraculously survived.

Sienna had heard rumors about this incident, but because she had been a complete stranger to Jorrod, she had never bothered to look into the details.

She listened as Quincy repeated, over and over again, that the couple had invited him on a trip, but he had been far too obsessed with perfecting the ring and declined. If he had just said yes to their invitation, would a butterfly effect have somehow prevented the disaster entirely?

Yet those few words instantly silenced the venting old man.

After a few seconds of silence, Quincy spoke up again. "We went to high school and college together. Clara loved beautiful jewelry from the time she was a little girl. That's exactly why I went into this industry in the first place."

"As for Jorrod, the reason he dragged his feet so long before giving in to his grandfather's wishes and taking over the Vaughn Group... it probably had a lot to do with his mother."

Sienna nodded in understanding.

"What about you, Sienna?" Quincy suddenly turned to her. "Jorrod mentioned you majored in this in college. Who inspired you? Or is it an industry you've always naturally loved?"

"Me, me?" Sienna pointed to herself, momentarily stunned.

Quincy nodded. "Yes, you."

Sienna answered honestly, "My grades were too low, so I had to accept whatever major the school gave me, Quincy."

It was a niche field with terrible job prospects. She would have to be completely out of her mind to actively choose to study it.