Yet, she was also the very person responsible for the deaths of my father and my best friend’s father.
At the wedding, Quinn's loud cry for help attracted everyone's attention.
As I rushed over, I saw Quinn being cornered by my father and my best friend's father.
Her eyes were blurred with tears, the collar of her skirt had fallen to her shoulders and the hem of her skirt was lifted up a little bit and she was struggling to break free from the arms of my father and my best friend's father.
Everyone gasped, while Garry and Jarvis were furious.
Without giving my father and my best friend's father any explanation, he ordered his bodyguards to beat them up.
My best friend and I knelt at Garry and Jarvis's feet to beg them, telling them that the person being beaten was my and my best friend's father and asked them to stop.
Quinn said while crying, “I have already given Garry and Jarvis to you, why are you still unwilling to let me go and spend money to hire two old men to sexually harass me?
“They even took indecent photos of me and you actually lied, saying that they were your fathers, just to protect them and get those photos back? Was ruining my reputation the price you were willing to pay?”