Although Lauren didn’t expect that he would react this way, she understood, anyway. She knew it wasn’t going to be an easy decision, but rather, a tough call. “Calm down, Quincy. I’m sorry if I hit the wrong spot. I was just trying to be very realistic.” She said and rose to her feet. “But right now, you’re still in pain, and I’m sorry I haven’t given the answer that you would have loved to hear, but let’s meet again, Quincy.”“You know very well that it’s because of our close relationship that you’re still standing in my office, comfortably, right? Lauren, with all due respect, please don’t see me if what you’re going to say, is going to be so annoying.” Quincy said to her, and she sighed, sadly.“Quincy, I know you. You can always wriggle your way out of any situation; just don’t be too slow on this one. See you some other time.” She said to him and then left.Quincy brushed his hair to the back, with his hand, and paced around, feeling annoyed. Half his day was more like it was pl

Scott and Quincy heard that thump and then rushed to where they heard the thump, only for them to find out that it was Kohler.“Kohler. Are you okay?” he asked her as he helped her up.As she stood on her feet, she looked at him, dumbfounded. “What’s going on? Did I hear right?” Kohler asked, trying to understand what was going on.She was hoping that she didn’t hear what they said, well enough; that her husband could pay a sum of 5 billion dollars, but didn’t want toBoth Quincy and Scott exchanged looks. Quincy feared that she had heard what he didn’t want her to know about, all this while.“What did you hear?” Quincy asked her, trying to remain calm, and composed.“I just overheard you both, talking about how you can pay the 5 billion dollars, but you don’t want to. I don’t understand. So, you have such an amount, but you kept it from me? Alright, if you had your reasons, then that’s understandable. But the fact that your daughter’s life is on the line, you couldn’t release it? Oh

Charles couldn't believe his ears. Just like that? She was going to divorce Quincy? He had tried all he could to get her away from Quincy. Even while Quincy was unconscious, the trick had been Eunice. Eunice being abducted had easily done what Charles had always failed to do from the onset. Joy licked at him like the flames underneath a cooking pot, but he could not show it—not when Kohler was that devastated. He would now finally have a chance. “What caused the fight? What happened? I mean—are you sure you want to take things that fast?” He asked, looking into her eyes that still shone with the tears she had shed. Oh, Kohler was beautiful. She was graceful in every way and the thought of finally having her made him feel sweet inside. “I know what I'm doing. I'm no longer staying with him. It just can't be possible. If he can just…” she broke off, “Right now, I don't even understand him. It's like he's… I don't know.”“Tell me.”“You don't need to know the details of our fight, Ch

Quincy raised his eyebrows, wondering what Kohler meant by her parents being witnesses. “What do you mean? Witnesses to what?” He asked, and Kohler allowed him to walk out. “Witnesses to whatever happened here. I'm already processing our divorce, Quincy. My lawyer will be done with the papers in two to three days, and you will have to sign them.” She said, walking into the living room, and he followed her, not believing his ears.“Kohler, I know you're mad, and I know you desperately want to be away from me, but you have to let us talk this out. We need to find common ground and understand each other. Let's solve this, please. We can find a way around this. You don't have to be so hasty in making decisions.” He said as she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs. “Kohler.” He called when she refused to answer him. “I've made up my mind, and I will not put my lawyer through all the stress of getting our divorce papers, only to tell him I don't need it. Where is it done that way?” “Wher

Quincy still couldn’t get over what he had remembered. He was now at home, and in the living room, trying to search his memory for the face of the lady he had slept with, but each time he tried, it seemed impossible; more like he was trying to give himself a headache.“Quincy. Is it true? You can’t remember who it was?” Scott asked as he walked in.Quincy had told him over the phone, what happened briefly, and that warranted Scott to come. “I seriously can’t remember, and I know the implications of that. Whoever that could be, could have taken pictures to her satisfaction, and used them to do whatever would favor her.” Quincy spoke worriedly. “There is no way to trace it as the bar’s CCTV had an issue, that same night. Just no trace of her.” He said, then ruffled his hair.“You know what? Just calm down, okay? This would still come to light. For now, let’s concentrate on another issue. So, you mean Kohler is serious about leaving you?” Scott asked, still finding it difficult to belie