Quincy slowly opened her eyes, her gaze bleary.

Her vision was fuzzy. She saw a silhouette, but could not make out who it was.

Slowly, her vision cleared and she saw who stood in front of her.

“Jamie? Is that you?”

To her, the person in front of her was the boyfriend she had ten years ago. The person she longed for.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Quentin laughed in joy.

This was the magic of his drug. It confused the mind, so the woman affected would think she was looking at the person she loved and would willingly be at his mercy.

He laid down next to Quincy and hugged her.

At this moment, Quincy was completely mesmerized and responded naturally.

Someone stood outside the window.

It was James.

He frowned at the scene he was witnessing.

He was not planning on interfering.

However, he could not just sit idly by anymore.

If anything, she was still his girlfriend ten years ago. He used force, and the window was instantly pushed open.

Quentin had just hugged Quincy, but loosened his grip