chapter 80

On Lauren’s side, she had also flashbacked to that time when she had just met Quincy’s godmother for the first time.

For some reason, she badly wanted to be accepted by his godmother. She seemed like a really friendly, and fun person to be with; she didn't want to get on her bad side and be disliked by her. Also, since she wanted Quincy to herself, she had to at least, be on the good side of his godmother.

Lauren got to her feet, immediately acknowledged her, and was surprised to find her legs shaking. Not even her fingers were spared from the tremble. They tightened on her dress.

She was such a beautiful, and graceful woman. When she had walked in, her demeanor had come as relaxing, reassuring, and beautiful.

“Welcome, ma'am.” She greeted them with dry lips. “I'm Lauren.” She said, not knowing what else to say.

“Are you from this city?” She asked, with inquisitive eyes.

“Yes,” Quincy replied before Lauren could get a word out, and it made a little relief trickle down her chest.