On the screen, the AI chatbot instantly began generating a response line by line.
[Based on your description, to put it in the most direct, straightforward terms—you are in love with her.]
[Because you care, you cannot tolerate being excluded from her life. Your anger is, at its core, the helpless frustration of a bruised ego and unfulfilled possessiveness.]
Quentin stared at those two lines of text, a thick layer of frost instantly freezing over his dark eyes.
"Absolute garbage."
He sneered, letting out a chilling, deeply dismissive scoff.
"Useless trash."
Without wasting a single second, he long-pressed the app icon and aggressively uninstalled it.
...
Meanwhile, late into the night.
Bonnie opened her messages and shot a text to Quentin.
[Mr. Vance, I want to stay at the hotel with my mom tonight, so I won't be coming back to the apartment. I'll be back first thing in the morning.]
Instantly, a bright red 'Message Not Delivered' notification popped onto the screen.
Bonnie stared at her phone in sheer disbelief: ???
He blocked her again?!
Did this man suffer from some kind of intermittent blocking syndrome?
Bonnie let out an exasperated sigh, closed his chat, and opened her messages with Jasper.
[Jasper, Mr. Vance blocked me again. Could you please let him know that I'm staying with my mom at the hotel tonight and I'll be back tomorrow morning?]
At that exact moment, Jasper was finishing up an urgent corporate brief.
Seeing Bonnie's message pop up, Jasper literally had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
Blocked?
Mr. Vance blocked Ms. Hayes again?!
Jasper's mind was reeling with utter confusion.
In all his years working directly under Quentin, he had never seen the man block a single person.
Let alone block someone repeatedly.
Take Vivian Xavier, for instance. Aside from Bonnie, Vivian had been the private doctor who stayed the longest.



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