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Chapter 50

Quinlyn felt the summon from Romilly and looked up, confused.

Mandy was anxiously pulling at her arm. “Romilly is looking for you. Hurry up,” she urged, her voice filled with urgency.

Quinlyn touched her slightly rounded stomach. She figured she could manage to eat a bit more later, so she turned back to Mandy and said. “Please save some food for me.”

She set off toward the table ahead. As she approached, the Anderson couple paused in surprise. In just two weeks, they barely recognized the Quinlyn standing before them.

She had grown quite a bit and she no longer looked so pale from malnutrition. Her cheeks were slightly plump, and her features were becoming more refined.

“Quinlyn?” Maurice murmured, as though trying to convince himself she was real.

Quinlyn met his gaze and nodded slightly. Although they had spent some time together before, being apart made them feel like strangers again.

That sense of distance reminded Maurice of their first encounter in the borderlands, where he had seen a hint of wariness lurking in Quinlyn’s eyes.

This troubled Maurice, prompting him to ask sharply, “I heard you’ve been neglecting your studies lately, and you blamed Harriet for that?”

Quinlyn had never said such a thing, so she shook her head in response. “No, it’s my own issue.”

“Since you acknowledge your fault, you must correct it. Attending a prestigious school like Manldon International School is not just a way to pass the time.”

“Yes, I understand,” Quinlyn replied.

“Harriet is preparing for university. You should act properly in school and not hold her back,” Maurice continued, his tone

stern.

“Alright,” Quinlyn said.

to intervene and soften Maurice’s harsh tone. But before she could speak up, she noticed

speaking, he waved his hand dismissively. “That’s enough. You may go.”

nodded and turned to head

called out from the

head, she found Warren’s gentle yet handsome face.

Most of it was negative–stories about a headstrong

the selection process, he thought a change of Harriet might do Quinlyn some good. He

chaos. But the

of composure and indifference beyond her years, facing critique and adversity without a

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but perhaps because she

‘Is she tuning them out, allowing their words to pass by? Can she truly act

these thoughts swirling in his mind, Warren smiled slightly and said, “Harriet is your sister; she is headed to university. Do you

of her seat in protest. If it hadn’t been for Tina’s timely intervention, she would have shouted, forbidding Warren from

should only be her.

before she could express her concerns, Quinlyn spoke up without hesitation. “I don’t want to.”

in his chair with interest. “Don’t you want to outshine

in confusion as she retorted, “Why would I want to outshine

aback by her question. Once he regained his composure, he chuckled. “If you don’t care

indicated that he was on Harriet’s side. Quinlyn fell quiet for a moment, glancing at Warren’s head, reminding herself that he had been injured.

should have your brain checked at the

could he have misidentified his savior and been fooled by a mere child

Harriet didn’t seem particularly clever and had many flaws. But

slammed his hand on the table, seething. “Quinlyn, how dare you? Who gave you the right to be so rude?

didn’t see her comment as wrong, so she stood there in silence. Her silence

But she skillfully dodged his grasp. He shouted, “You’ve gone

sidestepped, frowning as she said, “I just don’t