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Chapter 31

Chapter 31

The party had been in the works for days, but neither Stanley for Quiniya had really paid any attention to in

Quintyn was completely in the dark, having no clue what was going on

Stanley, on the other hand, didn’t believe a word his parents said. Originally, he had planned to be Quinlyn’s personal bodyguard for the event–making sure no one tried anything funny.

But that plan was starting to fade.

The next morning. Stanley dragged Quinlyn out of the house early.

As they walked through the living room. Stanley saw Harriet and Tina doing yoga by the large floor–to–ceiling windows. He grabbed a piece of bread, stuffed it into his mouth, and snatched two bottles of milk. “Mom, I’m heading out,” he said over his shoulder.

Before Tina could even respond, Stanley was already out the door.

Harriet wanted to follow him, but she was too slow. She turned around and stamped her foot in frustration.

“Mom, look at Stanley. He’s taking Quinlyn out again. They’re always together at home, and here he goes again. The party’s about to start, and I bet he’s planning to buy something for her, she complained.

Tina, her eyes still closed as she stretched, barely seemed to care. “Don’t worry about it. They won’t cause any trouble. It’s

fine.”

Harriet wasn’t convinced. But when she saw the calm, confident look on Tina’s face, she sat down to do yoga again

She had been practicing playing the piano for days, trying to perfect her skills for the party.

She wasn’t about to let anything mess that up.

Meanwhile, Stanley, who was out of the door, handed Quinlyn two bottles of milk in a good mood. He gently patted her on the head as if she were some rare animal at the zoo.

“Drink up,” he muttered softly. “So you can grow tall and strong. Your brain will grow too, and then you’ll be unstoppable.”

Despite his bizarre ramblings, Quinlyn finished two whole bottles of milk. She was still hungry, her stomach growling for

more.

got out of the car and bought her a pancake from

pancake, he took out his phone to pay. But then, a pop–up

has been frozen. Payment cannot be

this?” he

froze for a second and then quickly switched to his banking app. Surprisingly, he saw that his supplementary card

been disabled.

to Maurice, so it didn’t take much

the sidewalk. Without wasting a second, he dialed Maurice’s office, A secretary picked up, saying his father was in a meeting and

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did this on purpose

frozen. But after all these

manceralle

had a strong feeling today’s stunt

mind raced, and it didn’t take long to figure it out. He couldn’t help but feel that his parents

And when he checked his pockets, he

teeth, he shot a message to his friends in the chat group. I’m broke. Who’s gonna

who were used to the nightlife, were probably

few of them replied with jokes (Stanley, you’re out of money! The sun must be rising from the west today. Which street are you on?]

I’m at the pancake place on Great East Street. If you can make

to scroll through his

everything together from a rich

him, clearly worried he might try to skip out on the bill. But from the way he was dressed, it was obvious he

of engines blasted down the street. A dozen luxury sports cars rolled

friends shouted as

expect to see you here,” another friend said, grinning

them didn’t waste any time and headed straight to the counter to pay for the pancake.

guys? You never care when I’m in trouble,

was starting to

casually, saying, “Honestly, we’re just curious about your sister. We wanna meet her for

a big deal at her elementary school. Last time, when she was live–streaming, we saw you getting all protective over her. Your dad even threw a huge party just to

gossip. With a sly grin, he shook his head. “Perfect. You guys

all cheered and shoved each other playfully, pushing Stanley into his

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