Chapter 219 Mall Confrontation
Chapter 219 Mall Confrontation
Sidonic spotted Quinn and her friend the moment they stepped off the escalator. Her expression changed. and Jacinda strode over in her designer heels, greeting Quinn with a bright, brittle smile. “Quinn, fancy mecting you everywhere I go.”
Quinn gave her a cool once–over. “I’m surprised you have time to shop. Then again, once the court date rolls around, you probably won’t be able to shop anymore.”
Jacinda tossed her hair with practiced arrogance. “You’re just hoping Mom and I end up behind bars. Hate to disappoint you–my brother hired an excellent attorney. Nothing will happen to us.”
Laura laughed outright. “Only fools stay that naive. You and Penelope lured Quinnie to a hotel rooth and paid someone to drug her. Your faces were splashed across the hotel’s jumbo screen for the whole lobby to see. What third–rate lawyer told you you’d walk away unscathed?”
Jacinda’s mouth opened, but no sound came out. Penelope barged forward instead. “Watch your tongue. My son has money to burn–he’d never hire a bargain–bin lawyer.”
“Money?” Laura sneered. “Everyone in the industry knows Grafton Technologies is scrambling for cash. Any money Trent makes, he makes because of Quinnie. Without her, how much could he earn?”
Penelope snapped, “Hah! What can Quinn do? My son built his success on his own. Thank heaven he divorced that woman. Now he’s with Sidonie. Only a female pilot like her belongs in our family.”
“A female pilot?” Laura’s smile widened. “Let’s see how long that title lasts.”
Sidonie’s brows knit. “Quinn, no matter what, you shouldn’t let your friend slander me like this.”
“I don’t consider it slander.” Quinn’s tone stayed light. “The Stridora Fire Department should release its investigation any day now. We’ll see whether you’ll still be co–pilot after this.”
A flicker of guilt flashed across Sidonie’s
eyes.
Jacinda and Penelope exchanged baffled looks. “What investigation report?”
Sidonie forced a smile. “Nothing. Don’t listen to her nonsense.”
Quinn noted Sidonie’s evasive tone at once. So Penelope and Jacinda have no idea Sidonie abandoned her colleague. Figures. Jacinda never reads the news–shopping’s her only hobby. Penelope barely uses her phone except for calls and video–chatting relatives back home.
Laura folded her arins. “Sidonie, you watched a coworker go up in flames and chose not to help. You admitted that on a livestream. Think the airline will keep you after that?”
The color drained from Sidonie’s face.
Trent’s familiar voice rang out behind them. “Even if Sidonie chose self–preservation in a crisis, she did nothing wrong. Her coworker’s death was tragic bad luck, that’s all. There’s no need to tarnish her reputation.”
Quinn met Sidonie’s gaze, icy calm. “Are you sure leaving him to die is all you did? Positive his death had nothing to do with you?”
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Sidonie’s pulse hammered. “What are you implying? If I’d broken the law, the police would have arrested
- me.
Quinn’s answer carried a razor’s edge. “Give it time. They might really come after you.”
Sidonie’s shoulders stiffened. She can’t know. No one else was there. She forced herself to lift her chin. “Quinn your slander only shows how jealous you are. I live an upright life, and the police don’t arrest innocent people.”
“Innocent?” Quinn’s laugh was low and cold.
Trent’s brows drew together. “Quinn, that’s enough. You shouldn’t speak to Sidonie like that.”
Penelope sniffed in contempt. “No manners whatsoever. Thank goodness my son divorced you”
“Exactly,” Jacinda chimed in. “Sidonic treats us to luxury boutiques and designer bags. You were married three years and only gave us cheap trinkets you thought were treasures.”
Quinn’s smile turned cutting. “Take that up with your brother. He insisted the cheap ring he bought was precious enough to be a wedding band.”
Trent’s face flushed an ugly shade.
Penelope’s expression darkened. She lifted her hand to smack Quinn. “You shameless girl, how dare you insult my son!”
Quinn caught Penelope’s wrist mid–air and flung it aside. Penelope clutched her arm, wailing, “Quinn, you hurt me! I’m calling the police–you assaulted an elderly woman!”
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