The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 696

Kali’s face was dark with frustration. She realized she’d let her desperation get the better of her, but regret was useless now.

Pressing her lips together, she finally turned and left Quentin’s bedroom.

Downstairs, Jeanette was getting herself a glass of water. She looked up just in time to see Kali storming out of Quentin’s room, her expression thunderous.

At this hour, rushing out of his room in such a state—what else could that mean?

Clearly, Kali had been a little too eager, but judging by her face, she hadn’t succeeded.

A new idea began to take root in Jeanette’s mind.

If Kali could try her luck, why couldn’t she?

Theo had lost the Glenwood family’s support, and lately, he’d grown colder by the day. She couldn’t rely on him anymore. It was time to consider other options.

She glanced down at her lacy nightgown, barely more than a whisper of fabric, and a plan formed instantly.

A few minutes later, Jeanette carried a glass of milk upstairs and knocked softly on Quentin’s bedroom door.

Inside the master suite, Quentin heard the knock and felt irritation prickle beneath his skin.

Not again.

Reluctantly, he opened the door.

For a split second, he was surprised—it wasn’t Kali.

He raised an eyebrow. “Ms. Iverson, it’s late. Did you need something?”

Jeanette flashed him a perfectly sweet smile, offering the glass of milk. “Quentin, you’ve been so kind to me these past few days. If it weren’t for you taking me in, I’d probably be out on the street right now.”