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The moment those words left her mouth, Quincy's eyes turned entirely glacial.

Three percent of the Wynn family's shares? Claire had lost her mind. She was completely delusional.

Claire, however, seemed to have fully convinced herself. She let out a soft sigh. "It's what Winona deserves. She brought me a lot of joy over the years, and this will be a proper, final closure to our relationship as mother and daughter. Quincy, that three percent was part of my personal dowry. You shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Quincy slowly pulled his hand away from her shoulder. "Have you even considered how Sienna will feel about this? She almost died tonight because of Winona, and as her biological mother, you're trying to hand a massive fortune over to an outsider."

Claire immediately lowered her head, her voice cracking. "The Wynn family will eventually belong to Sienna and Julian. What I'm giving Winona is just a drop in the bucket. Sienna is so kind-hearted, I know she won't object. I'll have a talk with her later."

Quincy didn't argue further. He chalked it up to her being terrified and incoherent from the night's chaos.

He politely walked Cynthia and Arthur out of the estate.

Arthur got into the car first, but Cynthia lingered outside. She pressed her lips into a tight line, her eyes brimming with pure hatred for Winona. "You cannot let Winona get those shares. She orchestrated this entire nightmare tonight and still expects to live comfortably? In her dreams."

Seeing that Cynthia despised Winona just as much as he did, Quincy felt a sense of reassurance. He nodded firmly. "Don't worry. I'll handle it."

Cynthia nodded in approval and climbed into the backseat.

Watching the car disappear down the driveway, Quincy recalled the parting words Winona had thrown at him.

His expression morphed into something venomous, and he tightly clenched his fists.

Upstairs, Sienna's bedroom door was locked tight. She stared at Zachary, who had been wheeled into her room twenty minutes ago.

Jude had pushed him inside, offered a polite smile, and promised to pick Zachary up the next morning.

Sienna knew Logan was absent tonight, and Zachary had been heavily drugged.

As for who spiked his drink... she lowered her eyelashes, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

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