Chapter 20

The call ended abruptly. When Reagan tried calling back, he discovered he had been blocked. He muttered under his breath, "I guess I still haven't done enough." Without hesitation, he hurried to his car and drove back to Everpine Estate. Quinn was asleep when he arrived, but the sound of him searching through the house woke her. She got up just in time to see Reagan holding an exquisite wooden box in his arms. She lunged forward, trying to snatch it back. However, her frail body, worn down by her fragile state of mind, was no match for him. With a gentle shove, he sent her stumbling, and she collapsed onto the floor. "Reagan, are you planning to give that to that bitch?" He paused, his impulse to help her up stalling halfway. Instead, he straightened and held himself upright. "If you hadn't stopped me, I would have handed this to her the day we got engaged. It was always hers. I'm only giving back what belonged to her." With the box in his arms, he left in silence, ignoring Quin