Chapter 35 You're Candy

Quinn whipped her head around upon hearing the door creak open, her face paling as if she had just seen a ghost.

Celia's brows creased. "What do you think you're doing, Quinn?"

Right away, Quinn's gaze flitted to the ground, but she steeled herself. "Yardley's too drunk to wash up. I wanted to clean his lips."

"Oh? So, you decided to clean them with your own lips?" The corners of Celia's lips tilted into a mocking sneer. She peered at Yardley from beneath her lashes, mentally assessing the situation, "Judging from Yardley's shut eyes and steady breathing, he's likely fallen asleep out of drunkenness, which means he has no clue what Quinn is doing to him. So, do these two have a questionable relationship? No, I doubt it; Yardley kept calling out for someone named Candy, which shouldn't have anything to do with Quinn. Besides, he would never risk his position in this family and social status over an incestuous relationship. My guess? Quinn fancies Yardley to no end, but her love is u