Chapter 300

Quinn Summer and Sam Saunders left the hotel together, with the former driving and the latter riding shotgun.

Along the way, Quinn said, "I asked a friend for a brief on Cordy Sachs' case, but it doesn't look good.

They have material witnesses and physical evidence, and the charges are clear cut.

Bribery and tax evasion—and with such huge amounts of capital involved? That's basically ten years."

"Let's bail Cordy out for now," Sam replied.

"Johnny will find a way."

"Yeah," Quinn replied.

Suddenly, Sam reached out and grabbed the steering wheel—a car zipped past theirs right then! If Sam hadn’t shifted the steering wheel, their car would’ve crashed into the car beside them.

The driver even wound down his window and yelled angrily at them, "Where'd you learn to drive?! Just stay home instead!"

own damn

was actually her driving skills that were at fault.She fidgeted with her fingers just then, gesturing for Sam to move his hand off

just drive slower," she said, refraining from arguing—it was always pointless to argue with this

to assign one for you.He'd love to, since you're basically his biological

Quinn stayed

barked, "Stop

of the road and stopped there, thinking that Sam was going to take a taxi.Instead, he walked

"Out."

her seatbelt and alighted, while Sam told her,

took the wheel and complained, "What's wrong with this seat? Can't even fit

was constantly grumpy, or on the verge of getting grumpy.She certainly wanted to point out that she was five foot three, while he

foot between them; she would never

eventually adjust the seat to fit him comfortably, and drove Quinn’s car to the

to be informed that the

other words,

not budging no matter what legal actions Quinn threatened them with or how much Sam tried to mention his

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