Kathy was flailing wildly, pushing Quincy away by brute strength.
Even so, Quincy was relentless.
Bang!
Crash!
The house was a mess, even as Quincy finally caught the hem of Kathy’s clothing with one hand, while the other stabbed toward her.
Kathy could not evade it in time and was first stabbed in the stomach. That left her at Quincy’s mercy, and Quincy stabbed her repeatedly until she stopped struggling.
Quincy rose to her feet then, wiping the blood that splattered on her face while her lips arched into a cold, demon-like smile. Trying to beat me? Who do you think you are? I would’ve made your life a living hell if I hadn’t fallen for Diarmuid Althoff’s trap. I don’t have much time, but even if I end up dead, has betrayed and humiliated me will die too.”
With that, she let the knife drop out of her hand with a loud clang, but it seemed that it was not enough.
Ripping Kathy’s dress into shreds, she started to stomp and kick Kathy’s body over and over again!
After that, she calmly headed to the washroom to clean herself up, then left the house.
As she got into her car, she took one last look at the floor where Kathy lay before driving off to the Light Group headquarters.
lan had already returned from Eastdawn, and was sitting in his office limply, as if his soul had left him.
When the door suddenly opened, he snapped unceremoniously, “I said I don’t want to see anyone-”
“It’s me,” Quincy said as she walked up to him.
This time, lan did not try to hide or feign composure. “This is bad, Mom. The component that Eastdawn was developing was suspected to involve the use of contraband-”
“Calm down, lan. I know everything.” Quincy said, her eyes filled with tender motherly affection. “Listen, we were set up. Eastdawn was just bait.”
“It’s Diarmuid, isn’t it?” lan had come to his senses too. “I’ll find him and-”
“No,” Quincy said, catching her son by the wrist, perfectly aware that her son was no match for Diarmuid. “I don’t have much time, so do everything I tell you to. Have someone put together an agreement in which you’ll hand over Light Group to me in its entirety.”
lan caught on immediately. “No, I can’t make you my scapegoat-
“Ian!” Quincy snapped. “You’ll be on your own soon-I won’t be able to stay at your side anymore. Remember always think carefully, never rush into things, and always be wary of Diarmuid Althoff. You mustn’t let your anger get the better of you, especially now.”
lan’s eyes widened at Quincy, even as she put an assuring hand around him. “There’s no way out for me now, and I’ve decided that I’ll shoulder everything. I’m going to make sure that your hands are clean.”
Despite being a grown man, lan’s eyes were welling with tears. “Mom…”
Quincy breathed a long sigh. “What goes around comes around. It’s just my karma-even so, you’re my son, and I’ll keep you safe.”
Then, letting go of him, she said, “We don’t have much time. Get moving right now.”
lan remained rooted where he was, reluctant to do so.
“Please, or it’s going to be too late!”
Quincy shoved him, so lan had to do it.
From the very start, she had planned to do this anyway. That was why she was willing to murder Greg and Kathy.
Because she knew she was not going to survive this.
Still, lan was her only attachment to this world. “I’m sorry I can’t give you a brighter future…”
lan shook his head. “No, Mom. I get it-everything you did, you did for me.”
That was when police sirens echoed downstairs, and the entire building was quickly surrounded by cops!
Quincy just had the time to sign the agreement when they kicked down the door!
lan was still a little confused as to why there were so many cops, with each of them armed with rifles and tactical shields.
The instant they rushed inside the office, they promptly moved to surround him and Quincy!
“What…?!”
On the other hand, Quincy pulled him up, keeping him behind her as if afraid that he would get hurt.
“I’m now the person in charge, so all the blame is on me,” she told him quietly. “Remember–don’t fight Diarmuid Althoff directly.”
“Mom…”
“They’re here for me, but I regret nothing.”
Quincy looked at her son longingly. Though she was reluctant to part with him, she had made her choice. and could no longer turn back
With a look of resolve, she walked up to the officers with her hands raised.
“Quincy Moore?” one of them asked as he walked up and cuffed her. “We are arresting you as a suspect of two murders.”
lan’s eyes widened in disbelief, but he seemed to understand right then.
As Quincy was being taken away, she took one last look at her son.
She smiled, knowing that she had no regrets.
While she faced her own doom with flair, there was no question that someone must take the fall after what happened to Light Group, and she did it to save her son. Moreover, things would be no better even if she refrained from murdering Greg and Kathy.
As such, instead of letting herself suffer Diarmuid’s torment, she would rather take the path of a quick death, especially since she got the pleasure of slaughtering an ungrateful Greg, along with Kathy, for daring to humiliate her.
News of Quincy’s arrest took the city by storm–terms like homicide and crimes of passion showing up on top searches repeatedly.
Naturally, Kathy and Greg’s affair was exposed in its entirety as well. In fact, some netizens sympathized with Quincy, saying that Kathy was a homewrecker and deserved it for what she did.
Meanwhile, Abigail was at Melville Hospital, assisting Stephen Carr with a heart surgery.
Once the surgery was over, she headed to a quiet place to call Diarmuid.
Diarmuid happened to be in his study with James and Stan.
The trio were watching the news on the giant flatscreen TV on the wall, none of them surprised by any of it
-as if they knew it would happen.
Bzzt-
Diarmuid’s phone started to vibrate over his desk.
Once he picked it up, Abigail asked from the other end, “I just helped the chief surgeon save Greg Althoff.
“Was it successful?”
“Yes, he was stabbed in the heart but we repaired it and saved him for now. He’s currently under close observation, but if he makes it through the next 24 hours without SFTS, he’s basically fine.”
“I see,” Diarmuid replied, leaning back on his chair. “Did you call just to tell me that?”
“Yeah.”
After all, Abigail was aware of what Diarmuid had been up to recently.
Although she was no help, Greg himself was somehow rushed to her hospital, and she should tell him, at least.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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