Regardless, Quinton remained composed and hid his true feelings.

"That's unnecessary," Jackson said in a flat voice. "I don't think she has any desire to see you."

Jenny and Demetria instantly sighed in relief. To them, not having to apologize to that woman in person would mean that they were spared a humiliating situation. After all, how could they accept being forced to apologize to a woman they regarded as nothing more than a dirty bug? Especially since she was a murderer in their eyes, and to Jenny, she was even once a love rival to her.

However, Quinton did not seem to feel relieved at all. In fact, he frowned even more. An ominous premonition arose in his heart. He feared that this matter was not as simple as he thought.

"In that case," said Quinton, "we won't be disturbing you anymore. It's time for us to leave."

He then gave his wife a look to urge her that it was time to go. Only then did Demetria get up to get ready to leave, but they were soon interrupted by Jackson's