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Chapter 40

Maurice blinked, still processing what was happening. My daughter? he thought, staring at Quinlyn, who was standing in front of one of the suited men. Pointing at him, she said, “He’s the one who hit the person with the car

The officer immediately wrote down Quinlyn’s statement. He gave her a sharp salute, his expression filled with genuine gratitude.

Maurice opened his mouth, his mind racing for answers. “What exactly is going on here?” he asked, still stunned,

Bennett flashed a quick smile and began explaining. “Lacky for us, Quinlyn spotted the injured man just in time. She hid him and called the police. Then, she worked with us behind the scenes. She’s a smart kid.”

He glanced at Maurice and Tina, his gaze pointed. “I think Quinlyn’s been looking out for you, making sure you’re safe. Don’t hold it against her. We asked for confidentiality

He sensed that Maurice and Tina wouldn’t just criticize Quinlyn. Although he hadn’t interacted with her parents, the scene earlier made it clear how much they looked down on and dismissed Quinlyn.

Both Maurice and Tina felt incredibly awkward, their faces flushed with embarrassment. They could only muster forced smiles and nod in agreement.

At that moment, the boss from DigitalKey Group was finally escorted out of the lounge.

Once the emergency treatment had been taken care of, Bennett stepped forward and shook Edward’s hand. “Thanks for your help. If it weren’t for you, we would’ve lost a key technical talent.”

Edward, who was still riding the adrenaline from earlier, chuckled and replied, “It’s all thanks to my granddaughter. I’m just glad you trusted her. I hope you’ll keep supporting her moving forward.”

Earlier, in the lounge, it was Quinlyn who had reached out to Bennett and come up with the plan. They’d already worked everything out in advance.

Bennett stole a glance at Quinlyn, who was standing behind the wheelchair, a sense of admiration welling up inside him.

Though he had his doubts at first, seeing her handle one crisis after another put his worries to rest. He now believed in her She wasn’t just a kid; she had good intentions.

The only issue was her abilities–they were a little intimidating.

It wasn’t just about him helping her anymore–he owed her for the rewards he was getting now. It almost made him feel guilty.

“Dad, this is insane! If something’s wrong, at least tell me. How can you let Quinlyn, a kid, handle all of this?” Maurice thought he was in charge of the banquet, but he’d been kept completely in the dark. That didn’t sit well with him.

“If you can’t even figure out what’s going on, don’t

dad’s blunt response,

who was trailing behind, couldn’t

calling someone out, Stanley didn’t mind being the

the arm of the man being carried out on a

thought popped into her head. She nudged Harriet and whispered, “If the boss of DigitalKey Group wakes

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going to want to meet the person who saved his life. Harriet,

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immediately recognized this as a goblen opportunity. She nodded, holding back her disgust, and then she stepped forward

quiet about it, but Quinlyn had seen

her for saving someone. If people wanted to take credit, so

only a few people left at the banquet, and the

ruined the party, Maurice didn’t let it show. He forced a smile and said to Edward, Dad, looks like everyone’s gone. Maybe we

son, but Edward didn’t seem

gonna introduce Quinlyn to everyone, and there hasn’t even been the opening dance yet!”

say something, but Maurice quickly pulled her back. She grumbled under her breath, “A anyone’s coming back. She doesn’t even know how ridiculous she

it had been Harriet, maybe one or

They might have agreed to help Quinlyn pick

Harriet had found a better place to be, Tina was content to stick around and watch Quinlyn make a fool

that Edward might be uncomfortable sitting for too long. Quinlyn gently suggested he head

Edward wouldn’t hear it.

her on the head with a smile. “I may not get to walk you down. the aisle one day, but at least I’m here with

She could clearly see the tears in the corners of

past her, lost in thoughts of the real

someone missed someone else, they might find comfort in objects or in the people around

the sound of footsteps echoed from the

in, holding a gift box and laughing loudly