Three well-off ladies, now stripped down to their lingerie, wished they could vanish under the table.
Together, they were well over a century old, yet here they were, humiliated by a woman in her twenties.
They never expected Quintessa to be so ruthless—first, she took their cash, then their jewelry. After jewelry came handbags, then shoes, and finally, clothing...
When Quintessa had Molly gather their clothes, she lamented their worn lingerie with a regretful glance: "If it weren't for the fact that I can't sell used lingerie, I'd take that off you too."
But the real shocker was when she noticed Mrs. Smith's manicure, adorned with actual Swarovski crystals, not some cheap imitation. Quintessa had Mrs. Smith stripped of everything and then set her sights on those nail crystals. Molly held Mrs. Smith down as Quintessa pried off the Swarovski crystals from her nails.
In that moment, Mrs. Harrington and Mrs. Miller were grateful they hadn't indulged in a manicure.
Striding out of the private room with Mrs. York and Molly in tow, Quintessa was full of energy, as if they were on a high. Molly slung the swag bag over her shoulder, feeling exhilarated by their victory.
Mrs. York, gripping Quintessa's hand, her eyes sparkling, hesitated: "Is what we're doing... too much?"
Quintessa chuckled, "Too wicked, you mean?"
Mrs. York shook her head vigorously.
Quintessa pressed, "Then what?"
Mrs. York, barely containing her excitement, shook Quintessa's arm: "Isn't this just the best feeling?"
Laughing, Quintessa replied, "As long as it feels good to you, that's all that matters. We came here to settle the score, and boy, did we ever."



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🤣🤣 yes!! stomp the mil into sputtering and silence...