Quentin froze in place, petrified by the scene unfolding before his eyes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing." Mirenda... who is this man? " he asked, his voice trembling.Mirenda gave a slight smile as she glanced at the man she was kissing." Here is my new husband. We got married this morning," she replied calmly.Quentin's heart stopped for a moment, then he felt dizzy and on the verge of fainting." Impossible... you... you lied to me! " he exclaimed, dismayed and deeply hurt." I've never lied to you. In fact, I've never loved you," replied Mirenda, a provocative smile on her lips.Quentin shook his head, unable to accept this truth. He fell to his knees and took her hands." I beg of you, my love, don't do this to me. I can't live without you! " he exclaimed, uttering these words before the gathered crowd.The soldiers, Mirenda, and her new husband burst out laughing at such a scene they found highly amusing." Let us contemplate this rich and pathetic heir of the Reynolds
[ Later… ]After committing the massacre of the two soldiers, Quentin finally arrived at his mansion a few hours later, his suit stained with blood and his eyes gleaming with anger. As he stepped out of his car, a butler approached him with uncertain steps." Welcome home, sir. How was your..."Quentin delivered a violent slap to him." Out of my sight !" he roared..The butler fled, terrified. As for another servant, she made a deep bow to Quentin, but he pushed her violently, causing her to fall to the ground." Unfortunate impudent! Don't you dare cross my path again !"The servant burst into tears and ran off down the hallway. The other present servants, shaken by their employer's anger, whispered in fear.Quentin slammed the door of his room behind him. Three cleaning ladies were busy tidying up the room." Out, all of you !" he yelled.The women quickly gathered their belongings. One of them walked past Quentin, who grabbed her arm with an iron grip." Not fast enough !" he said
Richard Reynolds sits, looking somber, while his son Jackson stands in front of him, looking mocking.He lets out a loud sigh and begins to speak, his voice tinged with sadness." Jackson, perhaps we have crossed the line this time. Quentin is just a child, he doesn't deserve to be used as a scapegoat for our family's mistakes."But Jackson didn't take this concern seriously." Don't start softening me up now, father. We did what was necessary to protect our fortune and ensure that I inherit it. Quantin accepted our family's inheritance knowing the risks."Richard shook his head in disbelief." But he's your own son, Jackson! How can you be so insensitive? "Jackson responded without emotion." Business has no place for sentiments. Quantin was merely a means to an end, nothing more. His sacrifice will ensure the longevity of our empire."Richard pounded his fist on the table in disagreement." Listen to yourself ! How can you be so cruel? Quantin placed his trust in us and we betrayed
With his head down, Quantin felt tears running down his face as he felt powerless against the accusations leveled against him." I can't believe that the people I trusted the most have turned against me," he thought.The prosecutor then called another witness to the stand. The witness approached the court, took an oath, and sat at the witness stand." Could you identify yourself to the court, please? " asked the prosecutor." My name is Luis Cortez. I am a former member of a cartel led by the defendant, Quantin Reynolds," replied the witness." And in what capacity were you a part of this cartel? " continued the prosecutor." I was one of the main drug distributors. I was responsible for circulating the cocaine and heroin produced by the cartel on the streets," announced the witness." For how long did you work for this cartel? " asked the prosecutor." For nearly 10 years, from 2006 to 2016," answered the witness.Quantin could no longer bear the accusations made against him. He stoo
This is Miranda's new husband." Are you in my way again? " replied Quantin, disgusted." Yes, it's me. I've come to demand retribution for the outrages suffered by my soldiers during our last encounter," he said sharply.At the mention of these bloody memories, a smile distorted Quantin's battered lips." If your soldiers were so weak, you'd better look for other soldiers. Because this time, I won't show mercy," added Quantin, casting a dark promise-filled gaze on Miranda's husband.Furious at Quantin's words, Miranda's new husband replied," You are ill and yet you dare to speak to me like this. Guards! Beat him to death," he ordered." I want to hear him beg for mercy before releasing him," he added." Sir, the prisoner has already been brutally beaten and has received no medical attention. Beating him again would likely kill him," one of the guards responded." I don't care if he dies! His death would not harm anyone," exclaimed Miranda's new husband." Sir, let's take him to the
This is how these mercenaries managed to transfer Quantin with them.[Several hours passed...]Quantin slowly opened his eyes, cursing the blinding light that invaded his field of vision." Where have I landed ? " he muttered in a voice tinged with worry.His mind remained confused and tortured. The most recent memory that came back to him was of fighting against unhappy prisoners in the courtyard before everything became dark.When his vision cleared, he was amazed to find himself lying in a vast and sumptuous reception room. Magnificent furniture, precious fabrics, and goldsmithing adorned the place from floor to ceiling.He looked at himself and was surprised to see that he was wearing extremely refined new clothes. A silk shirt, spike leather boots, velvet pants... everything seemed to have been tailor-made to his measurements.He rubbed his eyes, extremely bewildered." What's happening ? Where am I? How did I acquire these clothes by some miracle ? "So many questions were assau
Quantin stands up furious, his expression dark. The veins on his temples pulsate." You got lucky," he growled.Then he throws several punches and kicks at Doriane, who blocks them all with surprising dexterity and strength. She deflects his punch and delivers an uppercut to his jaw, making him stagger." You're no match for me," she says in a soft and dangerous voice.Furious, Quantin wipes the blood from his mouth with the back of his sleeve and rushes at Doriane with all his might. After a sharp exchange of blows, Doriane pins Quantin to the ground, her fist raised like a sword to strike him." Surrender or I'll knock you out !" She says in a cold voice.Quantin remains panting under her weight, defeated and subdued. His pride in tatters, he can only whisper, " I surrender."Doriane squats down beside him, her breath short and her eyes shining with triumph." You've lost, Quantin. You're mine now," she says before kissing him passionately, carrying him away from any coherent thoug
Flames erupted from the damaged tail rotor and the helicopter became uncontrollable, plunging into a frenzied descent towards the forest.Quantin screamed as his world literally crumbled around him. The guards also shouted as the pilot desperately fought against the levers, in vain.A second explosion tore through the fuselage. The helicopter disintegrated, scattering debris and bodies through the yawning cockpit.Silence fell abruptly over the forest. Doriane lowered her binoculars, her face remaining impassive. Her phone rang." It's done, Miss Doriane. The helicopter has exploded."" Good. Pack your bags and leave no evidence behind," she ordered before hanging up.[ 20 hours later... ]Quantin opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling intense pain all over his body as if he had been crushed under a heavy rock. Gradually, he regained consciousness and realized that delicate hands were massaging him gently.He blinked several times until his blurry vision focused on a face, that of D