Chapter 75: A Call to Action
In the quiet confines of her study, Quinn braced herself, she was about to take a decision that could bring her plans further into the party of success. She prepared herself for the upcoming conversation with Mrs. Woodwell.
As the phone rang, Quinn’s heart pounded in her chest, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. And then, finally, a voice crackled through the receiver, cold and distant yet unmistakably Mrs. Woodwell’s.
“Mrs. Woodwell,” Quinn began, her voice steady despite the nerves that threatened to betray her. “I need to speak with you about something important.”
There was a pregnant pause on the other end of the line before Mrs. Woodwell responded, her tone tinged with thinly veiled impatience. “What is it, Quinn? I trust this is worth interrupting my day.”
Quinn swallowed hard, steeling herself for what was to come. “It’s about Gift, my second daughter,” she explained, her words measured and deliberate. “She just came down from Brooksville, and since it’s been a while, I be
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