Chapter 313
*Bullshit,* Lawrence thought. *Between me and Owen, you’d choose him every single time p>
He had only kept Quinn around for a bit of fun anyway. She was nothing more than a convenient tool.
But out loud, he smoothed his tone into something dangerously calm. “Fine. You’re lucky I’m in a good mood. I’ll send someone to pick you up p>
“Thank you, Lawrence! I knew you still loved me p>
*Loved you? Keep dreaming p>
He was already bored of her. Tossing her back at Owen’s feet would be far more entertaining anyway.
He still didn’t believe Owen could truly walk away from the immense wealth of the Lance family.
“I’ll go get her, Mr. Lance,” Zachary offered.
Zachary grabbed the car keys and headed out to collect Quinn.
“And Zachary,” Lawrence called after him. “Make damn sure the old man doesn’t catch wind that Owen is back in Aethelgard p>
*That stubborn old bastard!* Owen completely ignored their grandfather, yet the old man still obsessed over him.
No matter how much Lawrence bent over backward to please him, he could never replace Owen in Leonard’s heart.
*Fine. If I can’t earn your approval, I’ll stop trying p>
*Whatever I want, I’ll just take it by force p>
“Understood,” Zachary nodded, slipping out the door.
On the drive back, Quinn kept fishing for information about Lawrence’s mood.
“Zachary, did Lawrence say anything when he sent you to get me p>
“No,” Zachary replied flatly, his eyes on the road.
“My spot in the concert is still secured, right p>
She absolutely could not afford to lose this headlining gig.
“I wouldn’t know the boss’s mind,” Zachary deflected.
*Yeah, right,* Zachary thought. *Your reputation is in the gutter, and you think you’re still walking onto that stage? Do you think Lawrence Lance runs a charity p>
“Oh, come on, Zachary. I know you’re his closest confidant. Just give me a hint.” Sitting in the passenger seat, Quinn leaned over, wrapping her hands around Zachary’s arm and pressing her chest against him.
*Jesus!* Zachary immediately yanked his arm back.
It wasn’t that he was some saint, but touching the boss’s woman was a death wish.
Even if Lawrence didn’t give a damn about her and treated her like a disposable toy, Zachary knew better than to cross that line.
“Zaaachary p>
She dragged his name out, her voice trembling as she forced large tears into her eyes.
“Please, just tell me what he’s planning to do with me p>
Seeing his stony expression, she let the tears spill over her cheeks flawlessly. A true actress.
“I won’t make this hard on you. Just promise you’ll put in a good word for me with Lawrence. Can you do that p>
She peeked at him through her wet lashes, her voice a pathetic whisper.
“Alright, fine. I’ll talk to him,” Zachary finally relented.
He just needed to placate her. The
last thing he wanted was for this unhinged woman to throw a tantrum and try to frame him for something. in front of Lawrence.
Before long, the car pulled up to a sprawling, modern mansion. This was Lawrence’s private estate.
He often used it as a secondary office, conducting business that was entirely too dirty for the corporate headquarters.
“Lawrence p>
The moment the car doors unlocked, Quinn sprinted toward the front door. Her two assistants stepped out cautiously, deliberately lagging behind.
Quinn burst into the living room, throwing her arms out to leap into Lawrence’s embrace, but he coldly held up a hand, stopping her deadin her tracks.
“Go back to your room and rest p>
She stank of the holding cell. It disgusted him.
“But Lawrence, what about the concert p>
“You’re off the lineup p>
Real tears finally spilled down Quinn’s face. She opened her mouth to argue, but Lawrence cut her off.
“In case you haven’t checked your phone, your little stunt is trending across the entire internet. If I put you
on that stage now, I might as well
just announce defeat and issue mass refunds p>
She was a public figure who had completely incinerated her own image. Acting like
an entitled brat came with a heavy price.
“Take a break. Consider it a vacation p>