If Quincy kept listening to his parents, he would be a fool. He would not give them another chance to damage his relationship with Lydia.

"Mrs. Clinton, see them out," he ordered firmly.

"Quincy! I'm your mother. How can you just throw me out like this?" Mrs. Perez's face turned pale with shock and anger.

Tiffany's eyes filled with tears as she played the victim. "If you don't want to see me, I'll go. But please don't take it out on your parents. They really love and care about you, or else they wouldn't be so involved in your life." Which parent doesn't love their child? Quincy had never denied this before. But after drinking that drugged tea, his perspective shifted.

Yes, they loved him, but not enough. Their love was overshadowed by their desire to control him and dictate his life. Otherwise, how could they have been so ruthless?

"Mrs. Clinton, I won't say it again. See them out." With that, Quincy turned and walked back into the house, leaving Mrs. Clinton to face the three alone.

She stepped forward. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you all to leave."

Mr. Perez finally spoke. "How much does Lydia pay you each month, Mrs. Clinton?"

He saw clearly that Quincy trusted Mrs. Clinton, perhaps even more than his own parents. If they could buy her off, get her to push Quincy toward Tiffany, maybe they could turn the situation around.

"My salary comes from Mr. Quincy," Mrs. Clinton replied firmly. "It's not about the money. I have one rule: I do my job with a clear conscience."

She believed in staying out of other people's marriages and wouldn't involve herself in breaking up his.

Mrs. Perez wanted to press further, but Tiffany gave her a slight shake of the head.

athe

On the drive back, Mr. Perez was at the wheel while Mrs. Perez and Tiffany sat in the back. Mrs. Perez dabbed at her tears the entire way just can't believe how that woman has him so wrapped around her finger. She's got him so enthralled that we, his own parents, are nothing to him compared to a mere housekeeper. If word gets out, we'll be a laughingstock."

She sighed deeply, regretful that they hadn't forced Quincy's handz before he and Lydia had married. If they had stopped the marriage in its tracks, it would have been easier

than this.

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"Please don't worry, Mrs. Perez. Let's not push him too hard right now, or it'll just backfire," Tiffany said gently.

She wanted Quincy, not just his

presence, but his heart and his love.

An empty marriage would leave the

door open

for Lydia to come back

someday, and Tiffany wasn't going

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"Yes, I understand," Mrs. Perez sighed. "But seeing him entangled with that woman, it drives me crazy."

After all, they had used a potent drug. It was hard to believe that nothing had happened between the two.

She turned to Tiffany and asked, "It's just the three of us here. Tell me the truth. Did anything actually happen between you two?"

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