Chapter 35 The Short-Sighted Ex-Fiance

Just inside the hotel lobby, Madeline and Cyrus ran into Quinn and Julian, who had just stepped out of the elevator. Quinn was holding Julian's arm, a delicate blush still on her face. No words were needed to understand what had just happened between them. The moment Quinn's eyes landed on Madeline and Cyrus, who looked every bit a distinguished elder beside her, they lit up with excitement, as if she had seized some enormous piece of leverage. "Isn't this my sister?" Quinn let go of Juliun's arm and hurried forward, deliberately raising her voice, drawing the attention of the few scattered guests in the lobby. "What a coincidence! Could this be your sugar daddy too?" She deliberately elongated the last syllable, letting her gaze roam over Cyrus, full of unconcealed contempt. "So you'd rather be with some old man than with Julian. Should I call you shameless—or at least self-aware?" Julian stepped forward as well when he heard this. Seeing Cyrus beside Madeline, a flicker of ange