Johnny clutched the contract tight for what felt like ages before finally asking the housekeeper to get in touch with Quinn. No wonder his workptop and phone had been taken away-Quinn was clearly scheming something, probably for Simon''s sake.


    He rubbed his temples, exhausted. Both his daughters were blinded by love, and his son wasn''t much better. This family seemed destined for ruin.


    When Quinn got Johnny''s call, a wave of dread washed over her. She had a sneaking suspicion that the secret project she''d sent out was about to be blown wide open. Damn it, ra!


    On the way back to the Bradford estate, she mulled over ways to fix the mess. She parked in a nearby alley, hesitated for a few moments, and then sent a message.


    Over at St. Mary''s Hospital, the man who received her message lit up with excitement. "Quinn''s reaching out. She wants me to kidnap her and give her a good stabbing."


    Calix thought he must''ve misheard. Who asks to get stabbed? It sounded insane.


    A smirk and a tinge of madness flickered in the man''s eyes. "Who knows? She''s quite the actress. Better call ra to see how she wants me to y this. I just want my million and a half and to be done with this ce."


    Calix immediately called ra, who quickly saw through Quinn''s n. Just another trick to earn sympathy.


    A sly smile spread across her face. "Then let''s y her game."


    This time, Johnny needed a wake-up call.


    An hourter, news hit the Bradford family that Quinn had been kidnapped on her way back, and the kidnapper was the gambler who always pestered them for money.


    Naomi was frantic with worry. When she saw ra, she pointed an using finger at her. "ra, nothing good everes when you''re around! What more do you want from us? Ryan''s still in the hospital, and now Quinn''s in trouble. I''ve had enough!"


    In a frenzy, Naomi made to rush at her. ra calmly pushed her aside. Naomi nearly hit the ground and, after a moment, clutched her face in despair. "How did I end up with a daughter like you? It''s a curse."


    ra ignored her and asked, "Where''s Quinn now?"


    Naomi wiped her tears. "Where else? That man won''t let her go. Happy now?"


    ra turned and headed upstairs, asking the housekeeper for the biggest projector. Though no one in the Bradford family was fond of her, they still brought it out.


    ra ushered Johnny out of the room, telling him to wait in the hallway upstairs. Between the first and second floors of the mansion was a massive white wall, perfect for projecting.


    Johnny had no clue what she was up to and was too worn out to argue. Naomi grumbled a few more insults before copsing onto the sofa with a sigh.


    ra switched on the projector, and images started to y out on the wall.


    Meanwhile, the man had already tied Quinn up. The situation urgent, so Quinn tempted him with cash. "Pull this off right, and I''ll give you three hundred grand to vanish for good."


    Her eyes shed with a dangerous glint. Dead men tell no tales, and once this was over, she intended to hire someone to silence him for good.


    The man was a seasoned gambler. He''s not gonna be fooled. He''s already aware of her ruthless nature.


    "Alright, alright, thank you. So, how do you want me to y this?"


    Quinn took a deep breath. "When the Bradfords show up, stab the knife into my shoulder. Don''t worry-I won''t hold it against you."


    She had no idea that every bit of it was being live-streamed on the Bradford family''s biggest wall.