They chose a quiet corner in the dessert shop. Jennifer was still distracted, so Quentin ordered the desserts.
Quentin introduced her to the various treats, and she ate whatever he recommended, from brownies to fruit yogurt.
The desserts were truly delicious, better than anything she remembered having before. Unconsciously, she finished everything Quentin had ordered, feeling much better afterward.
Jennifer looked at Quentin and tentatively said, "Can we not press charges against that man? He seemed like a victim too. Maybe we could settle this privately and see what went wrong with the contract VogueWorks Fashion signed with him?"
"Do you know him? Are you close?" Quentin asked, his voice laced with irritation.
Jennifer quickly shook her head, "I don’t know him. I’ve never seen him b
