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Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Stanley harbored no favorable sentiments towards Bennett and his team, remarking. “Who are these individuals? They’re inept at solving cases but adept at suspecting their own.

As he grumbled, he pulled Quinlyn back inside, noticed her delicate wrists, and promptly instearted the kitchen to more food, specifically requesting additional dishes.

Upon Maurice, Harriet, and Tina’s return from the hospital, they were greeted by a feast laid out on the dining table. Stanley, the typically arrogant and distant heiress, was now behaving like an attentive parent, doting on Quinlyn with the care of a guardian.

Stanley constantly asked. “Would you like to try this? Is it too spicy! The sweet and sour ribs are truly delightful. You should consume more meat, it will help you gain some weight. Being too slender isn’t very appealing. Here, have some more soup I’ll get your some more.”

Maurice and Tina felt a pang of envy and jealousy, as they had never received such attention before

Harriet, still groggy from her nap, burst into tears and clung to Tina, lamenting. “Mom, why does Stanley prefer her over me? She hit me today, and it hurt so much. Stanley should be upset with her, not so kind to her.”

Tina wanted to silence Harriet, but it was already too late.

“Ha, you really didn’t enlighten her at all.” Stanley rose from the table, his attractive face etched with mockery as he gazed at Harriet’s tear–stained eyes and said. “You ask why I favor Quinlyn over you?

“It’s because she saved everyone from the mall robber, including you, Mom, and your little clique of show–offs, while all you did was hide in Mom’s arms and cry–and even then, you turned around and falsely accused Quinlyn after she had saved you

He was usually blunt, but his words were unusually harsh this time.

Tina couldn’t bear to witness anymore and attempted to intervene, saying, “That’s enough, Stanley. Harriet was just scared. Now that everyone’s safe, there’s no need to revisit it.”

at Tina, his eyes filled with disappointment, his voice rough as he struggled to control his emotions and said. “It’s because I saw you all from upstairs.

she almost

seen Stanley so emotional and out of control, so for a moment, they were stunned and didn’t know how to

who extended her small hand, pointed to a dish on the table,

more food, and curiously asked. “You seem

shook her head. There were no fish in the borderlands. Occasionally, a refrigerated truck would pass by, but the fish always had something sinister hidden within. She had

she devoured the fish and watches intently to ensure she didn’t choke, leaving him no opportunity to tease

study. “The test results have arrived,” he announced, handing the report to

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with spletom Todore something wrong with the report What she’s not generically related to mj she can’t be mu daughter she exclaimed as the reached the results section

to her feet, saying eagerly, “She’s not part of our

connection with her. Who knows where the came from! Honey,

were livid, but after a brief moment of silence, Maurice, who was

Harriet asked in unisons

have been killed by the kidnappers, Maurice replied, lighting a cigarette. “And since Dad insists on having Hailey, this girl will

drag, he gazed at Tina and Harriet through the thin smoke, his voice deep and resolute. “So she must be Hailey, and only

she inherits from Dad, I’ll remove her from our family, and Harriet will be the sole daughter here. You don’t need to

to avoid any tension at home. Believing that Tina and Harriet could coexist peacefully with Quinlyn without any conflicts of interest, he hoped

her face lit up with a smile. Tina, though slightly saddened by the news of her biological daughter’s fate, felt relieved and delighted that their happy family would remain

At the staircase, they encountered Quinlyn and even offered her a rare smile. Harriet went a step further, inviting her, “School starts the day after tomorrow. We’ll be in the same class, so I’ll

purchased textbooks and art books, flipping through them and quickly

Lying in bed with a storybook in hand, she pondered if fairy

Snow White, and that the seven dwarfs wouldn’t help Snow White

on her second night in the big city, Quinlyn felt like everything was a