Chapter 75

"Okay." Xyla bit her lip and nodded obediently before leaving the ward.

Quentin patiently explained, "Xyla suffered a severe asthma attack the other day, and her condition was critical. In the heat of the moment, I blurted out that I would marry her. But the truth is, I didn't mean what I said."

Janet scoffed. "You know what? Whether you meant it or not, it doesn't matter! The fact remains that your words hit hard out there.

"What about Elle? It's no wonder she's seeking solace with someone like John. If I were her, I'd pick him too—a gentleman over this mess any day—and live like royalty away from all this chaos!"

Quentin felt a pang in his heart, wondering if he was Janet's actual son.

"I don't know how the news got out. I haven't even broached the topic of divorce with Noelle. If anything, it was her idea to relocate the company to Southern City and settle there!" Quentin exclaimed.

"What? Settle in Southern City?"

Janet's shock turned quickly into anger. She rose abruptly fr