Hearing this, Cynthia handed the core back to James. “You should have this back, James. It sounds precious. I can’t afford to break it.”

James took it and put it away.

“By the way, tomorrow is New Year’s. Where are you planning to celebrate, James?” Quincy changed to the subject and looked at James eagerly.

“My house, of course.” Thea cast a glance at Quincy and took James’ hand. She raised her head proudly as if she was announcing that James was her man and that Quincy should not even think