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She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 415

After having dinner with the kids, Quinn gathered the dishes and took them to the sink. Glancing out the balcony window, she spotted a very familiar luxury car.

She froze, dropping her fork into the sink with a clatter.

Wait... isn't that Miles's black Bentley? Why is he here?

Her phone buzzed. Seeing Miles's name on the screen, she forced herself to calm down, dried her hands, and answered.

"Quinn, I'm downstairs at Fairview Apartments. Come down. We need to talk."

Quinn knew exactly what this was about. To prevent him from barging upstairs and terrifying the kids, she didn't refuse.

"Give me ten minutes. I'll meet you at that park."

Miles had been to that park with Hunter before—it was the exact spot where he had caught her trying to sell Luna's smartwatch.

He naturally knew where she meant.

"Fine."

Quinn didn't relax until she saw his car pull away.

She quickly walked out and told Yara, "Miles wants to talk at the park across the street. I'm going to head down, just to make sure he and Hunter don't come up here looking for trouble."

Yara looked worried. "Do you want me to go with you? I'm worried you'll be at a disadvantage alone. If he came all the way out here for his childhood sweetheart's brother, he's definitely going to try and force your hand."

"It's fine. If anything happens, I'll call you."

"Mommy, are you going out?"

"I'm just taking out the trash, Caleb. I'll be right back."

"Okay."

He really is here to protect Wesley. An icy glare filled her eyes. "Not all injuries can be paid off with cash."

Miles's jaw tightened, his tone lacing with impatience. "Stop making a fuss, Quinn! He was in the wrong, but he's willing to apologize, and his family is willing to pay you. You should know when to quit while you're ahead!

"Dragging this out won't do anyone any good."

Quinn's voice turned sharp and freezing. "I'm making a fuss? I was the one locked in that bathroom that night, not you! You want me to settle? Fine. Lock Wesley in a freezing bathroom for a night. Let him experience the sheer agony, terror, and suffocating despair of screaming for help while no one answers..."

"Quinn! There's no need to play the victim. You're perfectly fine now, aren't you?"

Hearing those words, Quinn felt her breath catch in her throat, a suffocating wave of despair crashing over her.

"What kind of twisted logic is that? Because I'm fine, he gets off without any consequences?

"Alright, then! If I stab him and the doctors manage to save his life, does that mean I'm legally innocent? After all, he survived, right? He's perfectly fine!"

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