Chapter 229 Stirring the Pot

• Just thinking about last night’s vicious setup made Queenie shudder. She knew herself well enough—if High Qian had been assaulting her and Quinton had rushed in to save her at that desperate moment, she would’ve been endlessly grateful. Add in the goodwill she already had, she might’ve even caught feelings. That would’ve been exactly what he wanted.
• But now that Queenie knew the truth, how could she still feel anything good about him? It made her sick. Honestly, not cursing his ancestors eighteen generations back was already her being polite.
• “Queenie, is there some misunderstanding here? I didn’t manage to save you last night, but I tried—and got my hand broken for it. Even if you don’t thank me, do you have to talk to me like this?”