Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 216

When Quinn's voice drifted from the room, everyone was caught off guard. Naomi, who had been moping around, snapped her head up, disbelief etched on her face as she stared at the two people inside. Johnny clenched his fist, his attention glued to the ongoing conversation.

"Should I give them a ring to spook them into coming for you?" the man inquired.

Quinn nodded, her face brimming with confidence. This guy had become a familiar nuisance to the Bradfords; his voice alone would have them scrambling.

A smug grin tugged at her lips, all of it caught crystal clear by the camera. Naomi's phone rang out of the blue. She stared at it, too stunned to pick up.

"What if no one answers?" the man questioned Quinn. In her mind, this guy's days were numbered, so she dropped all pretense. "Keep calling them. The Bradford family won't leave me hanging. And once you pull in the fifty million, I'll make sure you get a little extra."

"Heh, you’ve been pulling this stunt for ages, and they keep falling for it. All that cash ends up lining your pockets—how come nobody audits you?"

Quinn's eyes flashed with anger at his offhand remarks. "Zip it. Now's not the time to chat about this. Just follow my lead, and you'll get your cut."

Naomi's phone rang again, the raw reality of the live broadcast hitting her hard. This time, she answered, and a harsh voice lashed out.