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Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Quinlyn moved with swift precision, her small frame gliding like a wraith to the man’s side. With a sudden flash of light, she struck his wrist with unerring accuracy.

“Alf” The man screamed as the gun slipped from his grasp. He tumbled to the ground, convulsing, his peripheral vision catching sight of a group of people rushing towards him.

Despair flickered in his eyes, but somehow mustering strength, he grasped the gun with his other hand, aiming it at his own abdomen.

An officer a few meters away noticed this and his expression shifted. He shouted, “Get down Instantly, everyone rushing forward hit the deck and covered their heads.

Given the uncertainty of the explosive’s power, the safest course of action was to stay prone and minimize potential harm. However, the next second, another scream rent the air around them.

Instinctively, they raned their heads and turned towards the source of the sound. Quinlyn knelt beside the man, her folding knife raised high, with trails of blood dripping from it. The man’s other wrist was also bleeding profusely, rendering him incapacitated.

Quinlyn tore open the man’s shirt and, without verifying if the explosives were genuine, yanked out the fuse. She then rose to her feet, kicked the gun aside, and confronted the dozen officers in stone–cold silence.

The officers were astounded by her seamless actions, staring at her as she stood with a knife in hand, her dress and face smeared with blood. Had she not been so young, they might have mistaken her for a lethal assassin.

It took them a moment to snap out of their trance, and they awkwardly rose to apprehend the man. Upon noticing his neatly severed tendons, they glanced back at Quinlyn.

Quinlyn was now encircled by Joseph and Stanley, who were inspecting her for any injuries.

Stanley asked, “Did he hurt you when he grabbed you? How’s your head? Feeling dizzy?”

Joseph added, “Maybe you should go to the hospital for a check–up. That blow to your head didn’t look gentle

Quinlyn gazed at them in a daze and murmured. I’m fine.” But no one paid heed to her, and the two of them took her by the arms and began leading her away.

before saying, “Could we perhaps have this…young lady give a statement first?” The officer was uncertain how

stepped forward confidently and said, “No, can’t you see the huge bump on her head? We need to go to the hospital first. If you need anything, you can reach me at the Anderson residence. Maurice

he took Quinlyn’s

the altercation were also attended to. When the nurses heard about her courageous struggle with the assailant, they tied a cute bow

she emerged from the exam room, Joseph and Stanley immediately flanked her sides. Seeing that she was truly alright.

gentle scolding. He looked at Quinlyn seriously and said. “Don’t take such risks in the future. Dangerous situations are for adults

grave expression. “If you don’t listen, I’ll

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wanted to assure everyone she could take care of herself, but the genuine concern in the boys‘ eyes filled her with warm and

front of

preference and his intentions to use Stanley as an heir to Edward’s estate, shook off his hand and replied, I wasn’t the one

to Quinlyn. However, instead of inquiring about her injuries first, he frowned and reprimanded, “Who gave

was? I heard you even knocked Harriet unconscious without a

face fall, but Joseph

any longer. He stepped forward to shield Quinlyn and shouted angrily, “She saved

should be thanking her, not scolding her. Can’t you see she has a

that the world was unfair to Quinlyn

unrepentant. Quinlyn wasn’t his biological child; she was just an imposter from somewhere unknown. Now that she was listed under Edward, she had caused Maurice a

of this,” Maurice said firmly, stepping past him. “She’s been running wild, and if we don’t discipline

for being a model child, excelling academically and morally, and showing utmost respect to his elders. This

until now placed a hand on Maurice’s shoulder and smiled warmly. “The

If you’re really upset, why not let her stay at my house for a

Zaid Wilson, and said, “Dad, I was just

always wanted

a favorable impression of Quinlyn and