Chapter 231: Chapter 126: The Ill-Fated Ties Between Sister Quinn and Mr. Jones 2_2
Christine Quinn had no idea that Howard Geoffrey was already suspicious of Skyler Jones’s identity at that time. When Christine really went to find Skyler, Howard was finally able to confirm Skyler’s identity.
So after returning from Foam Island with Rebecca Quentin, Howard chose to come clean with Christine...
Christine Quinn was initially worried that she would ruin Skyler Jones’s plans. Unexpectedly, she learned from Howard that Skyler was actually the mastermind who orchestrated her rape back in the day, because as Alexander Quentin’s daughter, Skyler was using Christine while also taking revenge on her...
Christine felt like her whole world had collapsed, so she called Skyler Jones.
That night, Skyler admitted to all his crimes...
Early the next morning, Christine couldn’t help but go to find Skyler...
Thinking about how Skyler had sent someone to violate her, Christine wished she could tear Skyler into pieces...
However, how could Christine be a match for Skyler? In the end, she only ended up severing ties with him.
Finally, Christine returned to New York alone, packed her things briefly, and moved to Alton...
After a moment, Rebecca sighed and advised, "Sis, I’ve carefully recalled everything you’ve told me, but I never heard you say that you had a serious talk with Mr. Jones. I think you should really listen to him explain himself to you once."
Christine cursed out loud, "He admitted everything to me, do I still need to provoke this bastard?"
"The Mr. Jones I know would never do such a thing. I believe there must be more to the story of him sending someone to assault you. Also, if it turns out he truly did send someone to do this, he should bear legal responsibility. There’s no reason to let such a bad person go unpunished!!"
Christine swallowed the lump in her throat, "I don’t want to pursue it anymore, Becca. Isn’t it better to live in peace?"
Rebecca directly pointed out, "The fact that you’re not willing to hold him accountable for what he did shows that you haven’t let it go at all!!"
Christine kept shaking her head, "I’ve already let it go, Becca..."
Rebecca gently placed her hands on Christine’s shoulders, looking at her in pain, and softly said, "You think I don’t know that under your bed are all the newspapers and magazines with Mr. Jones on the cover? And in your drawer, there’s a ring. I know it’s from Mr. Jones, because it has your initials intertwined with his..."
Christine abruptly lifted her tear-filled eyes, "Becca..."
"Mr. Jones disappeared for such a long time upon learning you had his child, which means this matter stirred waves in his heart. Maybe he cares?"
"How could he care? He only cares about you..." Christine said in pain.
Rebecca comforted, "Sis, please don’t mind Mr. Jones’s feelings for me. Have you ever thought that maybe because we, as sisters, look so similar, his feelings for me might actually stem from you... And, I persistently doubt that Mr. Jones sent someone to assault you; the Mr. Jones I know would never do such a thing."
Christine kept shaking her head, unwilling to accept such a possibility.
Rebecca continued, "I’ve already sent a message to Mr. Jones. If he gets it and comes here, I hope you two can have a good talk."
Christine didn’t speak anymore; her tears kept flowing in sorrow...
Today, while Christine was resting, Rebecca decided to go out and look for a job.
With Christine taking care of the child, Rebecca was at ease. So early in the morning, she changed into professional attire and decided to leave early to attend multiple interviews.
The town, though small, required going to the most bustling area to find a job. Rebecca couldn’t drive, so she had no choice but to go on foot.
Rebecca felt great today because when she checked her emails in the morning, she found a reply from Skyler Jones. Although it was just a line of ellipses, it made her very happy.
For some reason, since the day she met Skyler Jones, she always felt that he wasn’t a bad person. Even when learning about his actions from Christine, Rebecca remained skeptical. Her opinion of Skyler was the same as her view of Howard Geoffrey. Though both harbored resentment towards the Quentin family, they wouldn’t commit such atrocious acts. Moreover, Skyler hadn’t grown up with Mrs. Geoffrey, so his resentment toward the Quentin family wasn’t as deep as Howard’s. Thus, Skyler might be capable of setting aside generational hatred to be with Christine...
She sincerely hoped for a positive development between Skyler and Christine.
Screech—
A braking sound suddenly rang in Rebecca’s ears.
Her thoughts were interrupted, and Rebecca instinctively stopped in her tracks to look at the car that pulled up beside her.
Having seen this car a few times, she was already familiar with it...
Sure enough, the window rolled down, and Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face appeared in her view.
Before Rebecca could speak, Howard had already turned to look at her, and in a deep, pleasant voice, he said, "Get in the car."
Rebecca’s face scrunched up with clear displeasure.
Howard’s gaze shifted forward, and he casually remarked, "Or do you want me to go to the hospital and have a word with the director?"
Rebecca was furious, "Didn’t we already agree? I’ll find a way to locate Mr. Jones."
Howard’s long black eyes narrowed into a line as he looked at Rebecca, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "I’ve never signed any agreement. If you displease me, I could change my mind at any time."
"You!!" Rebecca was exasperated, "How can you go back on your word?"
Howard laughed, "How have I gone back on my word? I just want to invite you to get in the car to tell me how you’re looking for Skyler Jones, taking only a few minutes of your time, yet you’re still unwilling."
Hearing this, Rebecca slowly swallowed her anger and asked, "Just a few minutes?"
"Of course."
Rebecca helplessly glanced at the sky, then walked toward the car.
As Rebecca was about to open the back seat door, Howard said, "Front passenger seat."
Rebecca bit her lip, then opened the front passenger seat door and got in.
Howard’s eyes landed on Rebecca’s cold, upset face, a smile tugging at his lips, "Can’t you give me a single nice look?"
"What do you want to ask? Hurry up."
"Let’s change location!"
While speaking, Howard went to fasten Rebecca’s seatbelt, but as the belt moved across her chest, his gaze suddenly lingered there, and his hand paused in fastening the seatbelt.
Rebecca was just about to reject Howard’s idea of changing locations but noticed Howard staring at her chest.
Rebecca followed his gaze and looked down at herself.