The grand hall was a whirlwind of chaos. Quinn was down on her knees, tears streaming down her face, looking utterly heartbroken.


    Johnny, clearly at his wit''s end, suddenly shouted, "Enough! You''ll get the money."


    Quinn looked up at him, her eyes swimming with tears. "Dad, but he''ll just keeping back. Maybe it''s better to let him leak those photos. I could leave the country tonight and nevere back. Our family''s been through enough embarrassment because of me. I''m really sorry."


    Johnny''s gaze softened with a pang of hurt. Judging from the crazed man at their door, he could guess the kind of life Quinn had with her adoptive parents. No wonder she had issues.


    He sighed deeply. "It''s alright. There''s still some money in thepany. I''m getting old; all I want is for you all to be okay."


    The man immediately looked smug, a sly grin spreading across his face. "That''s more like it. Quinn, you''ve got a good dad now, not like yourst one who only saw your beauty."


    Quinn shook all over and fainted on the spot, throwing the Bradford home into even more disarray.


    Everyone rushed to get the man out and Johnny transferred the money to his ount, worried he''d say something else to upset Quinn.


    Quinn was gentlyid on the sofa as the family doctor prepared to give her first aid.


    ra watched the frenzy around her. She had nned to slip out, but then she noticed Ryan standing beside her, fists clenched, eyes red with worry for Quinn, and she knew she couldn''t leave now without looking heartless.


    As Quinn received treatment, Naomi sat nearby, tears flowing as she blotted them with tissues. "I just feel for Quinn, okay? You all saw how that man acted. God knows what her life was like before. As her mom, I can''t even bear to think about it. I always hate myself for finding her sote."


    Nobody said a word.


    ra stood there, silent, mulling over the possibility of Quinn orchestrating this whole scene. She had certainly turned things in her favor, drawing everyone''s sympathy. Next time she messed up, these folks would defend her again.


    Taking a deep breath, ramitted the man''s face to memory. She was nning to dig into it as soon as she got home.


    It wasn''t until deep into the night that Quinn slowly came around. She''s too weak to speak, and crying softly.


    Naomi held her close, murmuring, "It''s alright, it''s alright. We''re your family. We''ll take care of everything. You just rest."


    Seeing this, ra yawned, relieved she could finally leave.


    By the time she stepped out of the Bradford residence, it was already three in the morning. She settled into her car and noticed an unread text from Dn.


    It was just a single question mark.


    She suddenly recalled promising him earlier at the office that she''d swing by Palm Bay to help him sleep. It was ridiculouslyte; surely he was asleep by now, right?


    Worried about disturbing him, she drove straight home.


    As shey in bed, the man''s face floated in her mind. It seemed familiar, but she just couldn''t pin down where she''d seen him before.