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!"

glowered as he yelled back viciously, "That's your own damn fault! You should be

were at fault.She fidgeted with her fingers just then, gesturing for Sam to move

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

have chauffeurs? Just ask the old man to assign one for you.He'd love to, since you're basically his biological daughter

Quinn

Sam barked, "Stop

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

"Out."

seatbelt and alighted, while

did so.He took the wheel and complained, "What's wrong with this seat? Can't

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

between them; she would never fit in a seat adjusted for his

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

Cordy, only to be informed that the case against

words, no

legal actions Quinn

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