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Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Larry said that with complete confidence.

The Hill family was ridiculously wealthy—not just locally, but nationally. They’d been around since the days of the nation’s founding, with deep roots and strong connections.

Even if Larry spent his whole life burning through money, he’d probably never run out of it.

But being born into a family like that had its downside: unavoidable business marriages.

Larry’s parents were victims of one such marriage, completely devoid of affection. After he was born, they went their separate ways, each having an affair and illegitimate children.

He hung out with Stanley because they both felt like life had abandoned them. But lately, Larry had noticed something. Stanley had started to change.

And that change really bothered him.

“Larry, I’m serious,” Stanley said, ignoring the teasing. He still wanted to help his friend. I’ve learned a lot from Quinlyn lately. No one’s life should be wasted. We can’t give up on ourselves. Think about it.”

Just then, the curtain in the room was pulled back, and the designer came out, leading Quinlyn.

Stanley gave Larry’s shoulder a reassuring pat, stood up, and walked over.

Quinlyn wore a greenish, puffed dress, with two transparent ribbons hanging from her waist and a cute little purse. The dark, simple pattern on her dress really brought out her youthful energy and natural charm.

“Hmm? You look healthier now… and taller, too, Stanley said, circling around her and noticing how her skin had gotten smoother and lighter.

Quinlyn glanced at herself in the full–length mirror, Her skin, once dark, had turned a golden tan, and her face had filled. out, no longer looking so thin.

As for her height, there hadn’t been much of a change.

“I haven’t gotten taller. I’m just wearing shoes, Quinlyn said, shaking her head with a hint of honesty in her voice.

Seeing the subtle frustration in her eyes, Stanley couldn’t help but laugh, ruffling her hair. “Don’t worry. You’ll grow taller eventually. It takes time. Trust me. Growing up too fast can cause all sorts of adult problems. You’ll regret it.”

One of his wealthy friends, who had gathered around, teased, “Wow, I didn’t expect Stanley to suddenly turn all philosophical. And now he’s teaching his little sister, too? Like bringing her out to hang with us and all?”

away. Stop filling my sister’s head with

designer and said, “Let’s go

do you have a membership?” a salesgirl asked.

hand slid a credit card onto the

Stanley’s cute

he ask about it. As he spoke, he looked down and flashed Quinlyn a grin. “I’m wondering if I get you a gift, can I get a

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sound like a business deal

tighteneil, clearly annoyed

I just want one more friend to spoil, just like how you spoil her, Stanley. Is that

have to do is be

could

always been a little rebellious, Larry was on a whole

him

cold, his fists clenching at his

kids, born with silver spoons in their mouths. Even though they shared a history, Stanley couldn’t let such a thing

throw a punch, a small hand grabbed

up at Larry. Her voice was clear and sincere

locked with hers, and when he saw her eyes–shiny,

wasn’t being pressured, and there were no hidden motives. She just wanted

friend.

enjoying slipped away, and a sense of discomfort settled in. His smile faded.

have come to buy kids‘ clothes so early. Larry sighed, stretching lazily, and then he turned to head for the door. The weather’s perfect. Let’s hit the racetrack instead,” he said, waving at the

situation didn’t escalate, the others quickly agreed and followed him out.

face cold. His mood had shifted

looked Quinlyn in the eyes, his voice tinged with frustration as he demanded. “Why are you so quick to agree to him, but

nothing could calm him down.

was about to step out of the store, he heard voices from behind him. He stopped dead in his tracks and then turned around with a curious look on his face to see what

complaints, couldn’t quite figure out what had gotten into her older brother. Seeing how puffed up Stanley was,

the head.

kid