Simon was still casually wandering around the room, finally rxing once he was sure there were no traces of another man.


    "ra, have you eaten? How about we go grab a bite together?"


    "Simon, I have a boyfriend now. You should stoping around; I don''t want him getting jealous."


    Simon''s face turned beet red, shaking with frustration. Sure, he might not be in the high society league, but losing out to a waiter? Really? Seeing ra''s serious look just made him feel even more wronged.


    "Do you have any conscience? I''ve gone through so much for you, and now you run off with a waiter? Are you that desperate? What''s he got that I don''t?"


    ra held back, resisting the urge to p him, and instead pointed to the living room door.


    "Just leave."


    Simon pressed his lips together, dropping his head with a tinge of regret. He had promised to handle things better with her. Slowly, he backed out, throwing a look over his shoulder every few steps. Once downstairs, he kicked a trash can in frustration, then pulled out his phone to rally some friends for a drink.


    Seated in a booth at The Moonlight Lounge, his anger simmered.


    "Do you guys think she''s lost it? My back''s still sore fromst time, and she actually told me to leave. Ha, must''ve hooked up with some waiter. I''ve probably hurt her too much before, or else her tastes wouldn''t have changed so much. She used to love handsome guys."


    His drinking buddies, hearing him rant, thought he was talking about Quinn. Wasn''t the thing with Quinn off anyway?


    Simon downed another bottle, then slumped over, sobbing. "ra''s out of her mind. Why am I even bothering? Her not-so-great boyfriend hasn''t shown up since she got sick, but she treats him like a treasure. It''s like she''s gone nuts." Finally, it dawned on the group-Simon was heartbroken over ra.


    "Simon, didn''t you say ra wasn''t worth your time? You even joked about setting off fireworks if she stopped bothering you."


    "Yeah, you were all over Quinn back then, and we all remember how you treated ra."


    "Exactly. Maybe ra''s just gotten really good at this game, and you''ve fallen for it."


    Simon stared at his drink, shaking his head slowly. "She''s got amnesia. Really doesn''t remember anything about us, and now she ps me for every little thing."


    He finished his words with another bottle, drinking himself into oblivion. Seeing him passed out, his pals were at a loss, eventually calling the Ferguson family to pick him up.


    But it was Quinn who turned up, and everyone exchanged curious nces. That video had been the talk of the town, and rumors were Quinn hadn''t been to the Bradford familypany in ages. Yet, here she was, looking like she''d bounced back.


    Quinn''s voice stayed soft as she helped Simon to his feet, leading him outside. "Simon, I''m here to take you home."


    Simon was truly stered, mumbling incoherently as they left.


    All the while, he kept calling out, "ra, ra, I''m sorry for everything. I like you. Can''t we start over?"


    Hearing this, Quinn''s face twisted with anger. She was grateful to whoever called her tonight, or she wouldn''t have been able to scoop up Simon. Recently, he''d been cold, not just canceling the wedding but refusing to see her, ignoring calls, eventually blocking her.


    Ha, but now he was in her grasp. The mysterious caller was right-if she didn''t act, she''d be left in the dust. Her position in the Bradford family was already awkward; losing Simon was not an option.


    She took him back to her ce, stripped them both, and snapped a fewpromising photos, sending them to every group chat. Reputation be damned, as long as she could stay tied to Simon. It wasn''t about love; marrying into the Ferguson family meant regr ess to Dn.


    She still couldn''t let go of Dn. If she couldn''t have such an exceptional man,


    she''d never rest in peace. After sending the photos, she made a call.


    "Are you ready on your end? This time, we need to make sure ra can''t recover."


    A low voice replied, "Ready, but I''ll need your cooperation."


    "Of course, anything! As long as that witch ra is destroyed!"


    If it weren''t for ra, she wouldn''t have ended up disgraced, wouldn''t have been assaulted on that dark, endless night. ra had to pay for this!


    Quinn''s face twisted with malice. After hanging up, she swept everything off her vanity in a rage, her chest heaving. Recently, she''d been trying hard to impress the Bradford family, and Naomi had finally started to warm to her. But Johnny and Ryan remained cold. Ha, no matter what she did, she''d never measure up to ra.


    Why should she? If that''s how it was, then no one should be happy! Quinn''s hands clenched tightly as she devised another wicked n. If pushed to the edge, she''d drag everyone down to hell with her.


    But before all that, she was determined to sleep with Dn! If she couldn''t have Dn, she''d never be satisfied in this life!