Chapter 51
Nolan, about to tease his uncle about the flashy gold phone case, caught sight of the chat and did a double–take. “Uncle Julius, someone actually had the guts to block your
The name in the chat made Nolan’s eyes widen. “It’s Quiana, huh?”
“Drop it” Julius growled, his expression darkening as he turned off his phone and wheeled himself away.
Nolan shrank back, a mix of shock and admiration on his face. Quiana, dating to block Uncle Julius! She has some serious guts
After the mishap on the “Baming Youth set, Evelyn had in be hospitalized, and production was put on hold.
Winona, as soon as the was done at the set, headed straight to the hospital to apologize to Evelyn
She didn’t stop there–she also posted an apology on Twitter, and both the company and the production team chimed in with their own statements. The whole incident had been buzzing on everyone’s feeds all day.
At home, Winona was a mess, sobbing into Mandy’s shoulder, “I didn’t do anything. I just want to be with you and Dad and do my jobs. Why is she always gunning for me…?”
Mandy held her close, rubbing her back gently. “We’ve got your back, sweetheart. Your dad and I are in talks with the Hawley family about the wedding just tough it out for a bit, and once she’s out of the picture, things will smooth over”
Between sobs, Winona voiced her fears, “Mom, what if Quiana and Hugo spill the beans about me not being her twin!”
Mandy’s face clouded with concem, “Don’t you worry. We won’t let that happen.”
Heather’s voice cut through the air. “Mr. Xavier Larson.”
Xavier strode in his gaze taking in the distraught scene. “Quiana causing trouble again?”
“Xavier..” Winona rushed over, her eyes brimming with tears as she cluiched his sleeve. “Please don’t blame her. It’s my fault. I took her place. She has every right to resent me..
Xavier’s eyes narrowed, his voice tight with frustration. “Figures she’s behind this mes,” he muttered, recalling the rumors he’d been hearing. He turned to Winona, his brow furrowed. “That pill you mentioned, where’d you hear about
Winona was expecting him so lay into Quiana, not switch gears like this. She hesitated, then replied, “Just a friend. She’s got ties to the National Medical Barca”
Her eyes, still brimming with tears from earlier, lit up as she remembered the favor she’d asked of him. “Hey, did you get it for me”
“Not a chance,” Xavier grumbled, his expression darkening-
Mandy, who’d been quietly following the conversation, spoke up a hint of recognition in her voice. “What’s this pill you’re talking abour?”
Xavier gave her the quick rundown
Then Winona jumped in, 1 heard Quiana really ticked off Edward, and he was sick. Thought maybe I could use it to smooth things over… If I can get on Edward’s good side and snag Keith’s attention, the Hawley family won’t be out of reach, right?”
Xavier’s face tumed serious. “Hur Quiana’s the one selling
Winona’s eyes widened in shock. “What?”
Mandy’s memory clicked, and she stood up from the couch, her voice rising in surprise. “Oh, I remember now! The VP from East Aploth Airlines was looking for it at Quiana’s Is it really a legit medicine?”
Xavier nodded, confirming it was true.
The National Medical Bureau doesn’t even have it, how could Quiana get her hands on it? Wino’s fingers clenched, her voice skeptical. “Xavier, are you sure you’ve got this right?”
Xavier’s brows furrowed even more, his frustration palpable. After his chat with Tyshown, he’d looked into it. The so–called “Mystic Pill” was so rare is was practically a myth–it was only available through Quianal
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Without another word. Xavier pressed his lips together and headed for the door. “Gotta go handle something
Xavier scanned the crowd under the bridge, but Quiana’s usual spot was empty. He knocked on her basement door for what seemed like ages, but it was dead silent. Outside her neighborhood, which wasn’t the best, he dialed the number he’d just scored for Quiana.
She took her time picking up.
“Quiana, it’s me, your brother,” Xavier uid, his tone serious.
Quiana sounded surprised. “Mr. Larson, you’re not usually one for family reunions. What gives?
Xavier got to the point, skipping the small talk. “You got any of that Mystic Pill left? I need one.”
Quiana’s response was casual, like she was discussing the weather. “Three million a bottle, Mr. Larson. How’re
e you paying
Xavier was taken aback. “Three million!” he repeased, his voice getting tense. “I checked, your price was two hundred thousand. You’re jacking it up
after hours?
Quiana laughed, not even trying to hide her pleasure. “Mr. Larson, you know how it is–when it’s hot, the price goes up.”
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