Screams."Pervert!"Emily grappled to the bed sheet, stumping out from the bed with a face widened with shock."Did you dare to touch me last night?" She growled at the young man lying on the bed."Wow, what a pretty way of saying good morning and thank you for last night!" Quinn face ran cold."Did you?" Emily's brows twitched."Why should I? There's nothing to amuse me with."Emily bubbled with rage. She was the gem of the Eastside city and also the heiress of the fastest-rising company in the city.Men would lurk after her like ants to sugar from afar, it would be a dying wish to even lay on the same bed with her.Yet, some farm-looking boy just discarded her like a heap load of garbage. It was difficult to point out what she was angry at, his comment or the fact that she could sense that she had been taken advantage of."You're not only a pervert but also irresponsible?" Her eyes popped up."Getting drunk and ending up in a room that isn't yours? A well thought out definition of r

Quinin waited patiently, far away from the drama. The crowd was already clearing out and he opted to get the gift later in the day. A brand new Porsche stopped right besides Quinin, and the rest members of the crowd almost gawked their throats out. A man who was well-known to everyone in the city stepped off the card. Mr. Nam, one of the first five power-ranking men in the city, known to have built his own empire. "Sir. Quinin. I'm very sorry I came late. It will not happen again." He apologized gravely, bowing multiple times, even though it was just a few seconds. "It's fine. Just get me to the hospital as soon as possible." "Okay, sir." Nam quickly opened the door and walked in. A group of pedestrians watching from afar were stunned. Mr. Nam , known to be powerful and ruthless, acting with so much caution around someone was unheard of. "Isn't that the guy that quarreled with Kelly a few moments ago?" Someone in the crowd inquired and his words were met with mocking l

A group of men surrounded Quinin and a glim expression flashed through his face. "What's the meaning of this?" Doctor Col face tightened. "Don't take it the wrong way. I just want to have a little chat with the young man.." Xerxes stepped forward revealing her vibrant and suffocating aura even though she did nothing. The other men beamed with an excessive amount of jealousy. A lowly look the man has been able to catch the attention of the almighty heiress. "Ok..." "I'm sure you already know who I am. I was informed that prior, Doctor Col noted that you would be able to help with my brother's case." "So I wanted to know. Are you a well-trained doctor by any means?" "I only know a little about medicine and nothing more. I'm sorry to disappoint you." Ended Quinin with a blank face. "Oh... I must have gotten the wrong idea. Thanks for entertaining my curiosity." The bitter pill of disappointment rose through the throat of the heiress and she turned around to leave. Doctor Col said

"Oh!" Xerxes remembered that she had read something like that. But Emily Famous was already hinting at having a relationship with someone else. Plus, over the years, nobody had sighted the two loving couples together. This ship was going to wreck and she would just be waiting patiently to take the ruins for herself and build a cruise ship. "I wouldn't mind a little compensation?" The young lady remained determined. Just then, a bang was heard just ahead of them. The cars came to a halt "What's wrong?" Xerxes inquired. "I will check it out. Just give me a few seconds." The assistant replied. He got out of the car while the rest watched closely. George was encased closely by a convoy of cars. A group of fully armed men stepped forward. Broad chested and eyes filled with murderous intent. Quinin recognized one of them in an instant. It was the same man that had looked at him with a death stare earlier that day. He had come back for him. Just as he noted he was going to do. Qu

Mr. Famous's face gleaned. "Yes! Should there be a problem?" Emily blinked with a sense of disgust twisting it's way into her stomach. The rest of the family went into the Villa while Quinn remained in the waiting room. "Grandpa, tell me this is a prank. It's someone else right? I mean I can even accept a farmer if he is well to do. Not a pathetic looking one." Her voice tightened. "Dead people don't tell jokes and I am already closer to that." Mr. Famous said gravely. Emily squeezed her hands tightly. She never wanted to get married to someone that she didn't even know in the first instance, talk less about someone who looked like they had just been picked off from the gutters. "He is poor, stinks, and has no future ahead of him! I can't get married to him. I believe if we give him a good amount of money, he would break the agreement without blinking." With a firm stance, Mr. Famous shook his head. "I have already made my decision, Emily, you are getting married to him." A g