After saying all that, Quincy finally looked up at him.

"Mr. Lopez, you're out of options." She had a grip on Dorothy, like she had found Everett's Achilles' heel! "If you want a patron, I can find one for you. Just let Dorothy go." "Don't you get it? I won't let her go. This is my only chance to turn the tables and be my own boss!" For the first time, Quincy's face showed something other than gentle grace. She smirked, her emotions teetering on the edge of hysteria, "Mr. Lopez, when it comes down to it, you all forced my hand! Haven't I begged you? Haven't I pleaded with Ms. Sanchez? I've worked tirelessly to treat your condition, to operate on you, all in the hopes that you could helpout of this arranged marriage! And you? Oh, right, you said you were a germophobe!" She still remembered Everett's expression, as if she was ssort of contaminant that couldn't touch him! "I've tried reasoning with you, then went and earnestly persuaded Ms. Sanchez! But it's the swith all of you! Nobody cares about my situation! I once thought that, as a fellow woman, she could at least understand my feelings a bit. I just don't want to be used as a tool, married off to a man I feel nothing for! What's wrong with that?" The moment she realized her parents preferred sons over daughters, she had made efforts to distance herself from her family. She had immersed herself in her work for years, spending all her tin the lab, avoiding going heven during holidays, all to escape an arranged marriage.

into marrying Everett! The most wronged person here should

you've asked for, no hard feelings." Everett said, facing

anyone else's grievances. All he wanted now was the antidote, to see Dorothy

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