Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
He did not want forgiveness or reconciliation, or some sort of cheesy happy ending.
He wanted to take revenge and win.
He wanted to feel the joy and triumph of ruining Halston Guajardo.
Flossie’s eyes grew wide as she retorted, “So, you want me to take your side? Does it mean that I can’t stop you even if you want to kill people? That I have to allow you to take innocent lives?” “Isn’t that what you should do?” Quinton grabbed Flossie’s shoulders, his eyes wild.
“We’re siblings with the same blood running in us.
You’re me, and I’m you; we’re in the same boat.
All I want to do is revive the Ellsworth family and take revenge for our deceased parents.
Shouldn’t you support me?” “I don’t mind you wanting to revive the Ellsworth family, but there needs to be a limit.
If we don’t have principles, we’ll be just like those villains who destroyed our parents.
Such a bloodstained path of revenge would never make our parents happy if they knew.” “Well, what do you want me to do then?” Quinton punched the balcony hard, and his knuckles started to bleed.
“Are you aware of my past? If I was bound by limits, I would be long dead by now.
I was able to crawl out of that demonic abyss because I was cruder than others… That was how I gained my current position.” “Yes, I know you did all that to survive, but to use the same kind of methods with Joanne? She helped you, and was your shining ray of hope, but you turned around and stabbed her in the back.
Do you think it’s okay?” Flossie demanded.
“Stabbed her?” Quinton laughed coldly.
“She was the one who stabbed me, sister dearest.
I’m sure it was Halston who told you that… You say that you’re on my side but you doubt everything I say and believe everything he says.
Have you ever considered my feelings?” “Was it really a lie? Didn’t you kill Joanne’s family and force her to do things against her will? Didn’t you abort her child?” Flossie cared about her relationship with Quinton very much, but she felt compassion for Joanne after hearing what she had been through.
“Joanne is so kind.
If you didn’t force her, she would never have done something so extreme.” “Yes, I killed her family because my foster parents and her brother were cruel beasts.
If I didn’t get rid of them, they would have gotten rid of me.
As for the fact that I aborted her child…” Quinton closed his eyes and gnashed his teeth.
His lip curled as he sneered, “I would never allow such an abomination to come into this world and ruin my life.” “You…” Flossie’s eyes widened in shock.
She didn’t expect Quinto to admit to it so easily without the slightest hint of remorse.
She shook her head sadly, unable to comprehend his thinking.
“How could you say such a thing? Your life might be good now, but what about Joanne’s? You ruined her life but you’re not at all sorry?” She recalled how Joanne couldn’t forget about Quinton even when she was on the verge of death.
For the first time, Flossie saw her brother as a monster.
Even though they were siblings, he was the worst kind of scum.
“Do you know that she was still thinking about you even on the verge of death? The person she wanted to see one last time was still you… You hurt her so badly, but she still couldn’t forget about you.
You’re so cruel and heartless… you don’t deserve her love at all!” Flossie sobbed as she spoke.
She never imagined that she would say such hurtful words to her own beloved brother.
Quinton staggered slightly, and his eyes shone with pain.” Cruel and heartless? Is… that what you think of me?” Flossie wiped her tears away.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that.
I just feel that you and Joanne shouldn’t have fallen out with each other.
If you were different back then and let her keep her child, maybe now—” “There is no maybe!” Quinton gripped the railing on the balcony, his gaze cold.
“Joanne is dead, so your words are meaningless.
It’s too late even if I regret it.” Flossie’s eyes lit up when she heard this.
Believing Quinton and Joanne could reconcile, she asked tentatively, “Quinton, are you serious? Do you regret it too?” Quinton remained silent, neither admitting or denying it.
He did not know if he regretted it or not, but he had to admit that he never forgot about Joanne during all those years even though he prohibited others from mentioning her in front of him.
Of course, he suffered a lot living the way he did throughout the years.
“What if I say that Joanne… is still alive? What would you do? ” Flossie swallowed slightly and observed Quinton’s expression carefully.
Quinton turned to stare straight at Flossie, and asked sharply, “Are you saying that Joanne is still alive?” “No, I’m not.
I’m just asking you about the possibility.
What would you do if she’s still alive?” “I don’t know.” Quinton shook his head and smiled bitterly.” After all, she won’t forgive me.
I’d better…” “What would you rather do?” Flossie eagerly asked.
However, Quinton stopped dwelling on it, and said cryptically, “It depends on whether she’s alive or not.” “She…” At first, Flossie wanted to tell him that Joanne was still alive, but then she remembered Halston’s reminder and went silent.
Quinton noticed the change in her expression and chuckled.
“She’s still alive, isn’t she? But you see me as a wicked demon now, so you’re worried I’ll do something to her, right?” “Well, will you?” Flossie asked cautiously.
“I can’t guarantee you anything,” Quinton said honestly.
He couldn’t tell if he was a good man or a demon, and he didn’t want to lie to his sister, so he made no promises.
“Tell me what should I do for you to end your fight with Halston.
What will it take for you both to stop fighting each other?” It was what Flossie wanted the most.
If only they could forget about their hatred and cooperate with each other to achieve a win-win solution.
But now it seemed very unlikely-even if Halston was willing to compromise, she couldn’t guarantee that Quinton would.
“You want me to cooperate with him? It’s possible… if the profit he gives me is more than my business partner,” Quinton said with a faint smile.
Businessmen valued profit greatly, and as long as the money was enough, they could overlook any grudges.
That was Halston’s principle in handling things; Quinton could do the same too.
“Your business partner?” Flossie knitted her brows.
“Who’s that? How much is that person willing to pay you?” Quinton checked his wristwatch and said airily, “You can ask him yourself.