In the hotel, Quincy's heart raced as the ominous sound of footsteps approached from outside.

Using Dorothy's life as leverage over Everett was like dancing on the edge of a cliff. To say she wasn't scared would be a lie. But it was her only shot at gaining scontrol over her life. She had no other choice.

The door burst open with a loud bang, hitting the wall before bouncing back slightly. Quincy looked up, meeting Everett's chilling gaze.

the room seemed to suffocate with tension. Despite Everett just staring at her, Quincy felt as though she was being choked,

about marrying me, Mr. Lopez?" she asked, trying to sound calm, though her body instinctively moved back, trying to put sdistance between them. He only showed his soft and warm side to Dorothy. To Quincy, he was always cold, or looked like he wanted

Mr. Lopez doesn't want the antidote either?" Everett clenched his jaw, clearly struggling to contain his anger. If he

knew this was Everett's way of giving her a moment to rethink, but her mind was made up. The moment Dorothy decided to drink

I promise, whatever happens between you and Ms. Sanchez, I won't interfere or play the wife card. If you agree, I can ensure you get the antidote monthly. Should anything go

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