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She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 392

"There might be a misunderstanding, right?"

"Fine. I'd love to hear what kind of excuse she has to offer."

Miles shot Hunter a cold glare, his expression darkening as he strode toward Quinn.

Approaching the group of elite wives, he politely excused himself, claiming he needed a moment with her, and promptly pulled Quinn away.

Moving through the crowd, he waited until they were out of sight before dragging her out onto the outdoor terrace.

The golden glow of the banquet hall was shut firmly behind the glass doors. The night wind on the terrace was biting, easily sweeping away the faint scent of wine that clung to their clothes.

Miles furrowed his brows tightly, his predatory gaze locking onto her as he launched straight into his reprimand.

"Quinn, how exactly did Jade offend you this time for you to humiliate her like that? Purposely saying nasty things to make everyone despise and ostracize her."

"Claiming you barely know her in front of those women—were you actively trying to destroy her reputation?"

Hearing his blind, rapid-fire accusations brought a wave of cold bitterness crashing over Quinn's heart.

Jade had faked closeness to infiltrate Madame Virmont's circle, deliberately trying to step on her to elevate herself.

Jade was the one with malicious intentions from the start, yet simply because Quinn defended herself, she was accused of causing humiliation?

How laughable.

Because in his eyes, whenever his fragile childhood friend felt wronged, it was automatically Quinn's fault.

She looked at the biased man standing before her, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion and self-deprecation washing over her. Explaining anything to him would be a complete waste of breath.

A faint, mocking smile touched her lips, her voice entirely devoid of emotion. "Miles, did I humiliate her, or did she deliberately try to humiliate me?"

"Why don't you go find out for yourself? I told Madame Virmont we weren't close. Was I wrong? We aren't close at all!"

More importantly, he had already convicted Quinn in his heart, meaning he would never bother seeking the truth.

Seeing the suppressed rage swirling in his dark eyes, Quinn knew he wouldn't ask. He had already fully decided she was the villain who intentionally tortured his precious childhood friend.

Her emotions were entirely flat—perhaps she was so numb she couldn't even muster the energy to care. She spoke with a biting, mocking tone. "If you think I'm so malicious, why did you force me to come here in the first place?"

As her words fell, the chilly night wind swept between them, and the very air seemed to freeze.

Miles thought he saw absolute disgust and exhaustion in her eyes, and a sharp jolt struck his chest.

Was Quinn actually disgusted by him?

How could that be?

He must have been imagining things. There was no way she would ever feel disgusted by him.

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