NovelOnlineChapter 358
Quinn's heart raced with fear as she fumbled with the door, her hands betraying
her. She never imagined things would go this wrong. Megan had promised that if they worked together, they
could topple Clara from her throne. So why the
betrayal?
"Megan, why did you lie to me?!" Quinn's voice cracked with desperation.
With a smirk, Megan knelt beside her, pretending to care. "I didn't lie. I told you, take the fall, and I'd handle
Clara. The Bradford Group is on the brink, Ryan's almost finished. Isn't that what | promised? You were bound to
pay a price, right? We can't let Clara suspect me."
Quinn, barely conscious, reached out weakly, clinging to Megan's skirt. "Please, don't do this. Givethe
antidote!"
Megan stood, nudging her lightly with her foot. "It takes more than just being ruthless to rise to the top. You're
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtjust my stepping stone."
"Won't Clara see through you? You're the one taking care of me! If | end up in a coma, she'll suspect you first!"
Megan chuckled, tucking the syringe back into her kit. "Do you think I'm that naive? Greysen got this drug from
Darrick. It's illegal. Even if they take you to a hospital, they'll just think you had a stroke."
Quinn's tears flowed freely. She regretted every move against Clara. Ever since entering the psychiatric hospital,
she should have let go of her resentment. Jealousy over Clara's bond with Ryan had blinded her.
She realized her mistakes, wishing she hadn't taken this destructive path. Maybe Clara would still be kind to her.
But regrets didn't have antidotes.
Quinn remembered her grandfather's words before he died: "You'll reap what you sow." Five years ago, she
planted those seeds, and now she was tasting their bitter fruit.
Clara was shocked to learn about Quinn's sudden paralysis. She rushed to the hospital, finding Quinn looking
pale and worn out, with Megan nervously at her side.
Megan jumped up when Clara arrived. "Clara, | have no idea what happened. You hadn't been gone long before
she collapsed. The doctors say it's psychological."
Clara clenched her fists, feeling nothing for Quinn. After everything Quinn had done, this seemed like justice. She
called the doctor, but the answer was the sas Megan's.
Exhausted, Clara felt Megan's reassuring pat on her shoulder. "Is there anything | can do?"
Since Clara had woken up, Megan had been nothing but supportive, even risking herself once for her. This issue
could involve Victory Capital and Darrick; Megan needed to stay out of it. She was just trying to get by.
"It's fine," Clara sighed.
Megan gave a small, tight-lipped smile. "Ryan's payingwell. | should've been more vigilant. I'll pay him
back."
"Keep it," Clara said. "Ryan's too busy to worry about that."
Megan didn't press for details, knowing more than she let on.
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