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Chapter 92

Three days later was Quinlyn’s birthday. When Stanley found out she was helping DigitalKey Group, he was not pleased, thinking she shouldn’t be helping Warren.

“My gaming company signed up too. You’ll team up with me and crush them!” After selling software on the forum last time, Stanley connected with a bunch of amateur hackers to make games, even starting a company.

After quitting his job at DigitalKey Group, he fully dedicated himself to game design. “If we win, I’ll release the game with an ad. There’s no way I’m letting DigitalKey Group benefit from all that hype.”

Quinlyn thought he made a good point, so she turned around and called Warren to decline his invitation. “Stanley needs me more, but I’ll still take them down during the game.” She agreed promptly, and turned Warren down just as swiftly.

Warren seemed to have figured out her temperament by now, finding it both amusing and frustrating. “Alright, as long as we work together during the match, it doesn’t matter which team you’re on.”

He actually wanted to remind her that she was now a major shareholder of DigitalKey Group too, and winning the match would boost its market value, meaning she’d make a lot of money. But he thought Quinlyn didn’t really care, so he stayed silent.

On the first day of school on Monday, Quinlyn’s classmates all brought small gifts to show their appreciation. There were cards and toys, completely covering the desk.

Mandy even got a good luck charm for her. “My dad said you don’t lack anything, but you can sometimes be in danger, so I’m giving you this charm for safety.”

Quinlyn didn’t know whether it worked, but she valued her friend’s gesture and kept the charm safely in her pocket. The atmosphere in the class was peaceful, except for one empty seat. Harriet had dropped out.

The classmates was talking about Harriet. “It seems her family went bankrupt. Last time I was in the neighborhood, I saw her dad hitting her.”

“Hmm, I heard from my parents that Harriet’s mom and dad are getting a divorce. No one knows who Harriet will stay with.”

“It’s definitely going to be her mom. After all, she’s not a biological child, and the Anderson family won’t let her inherit anything.”

As the discussions continued, Quinlyn glanced at the pile of Mordorian books still sitting on the empty desk. They were overdue at the library, but Harriet hadn’t read a single page.

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Quinlyn stepped out of the school gate, she

Tina said as she approached, wearing a

was taken aback, unsure why she was being approached. She looked down at the Barbie doll box in Tina’s hand and shook her head, saying, “I’m not

awkwardly rigid. “Oh, you don’t like it? Why didn’t you say earlier? Never mind, I’ll take you shopping. Pick out anything you like, and I’ll buy it for you, okay?” As she

from Quinlyn.” She clearly remembered how Tina had helped Harriet bully Quinlyn

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in displeasure. But she flinched

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get hit. So she tried crouching down, humbling herself as she reasoned, “Mandy, I’m just here to see Quinlyn. You have a mom, right? You know how wonderful and important moms

have a mom?”

hesitation. Her mom had passed away just two years ago, but she could still remember how joyful it was to

a dad; she’s all by herself. Don’t you think that’s really sad? If someone picks on her, there’s no one to defend her, and people might even say she’s a poor kid with no

from a child like her. How can you

stop it; don’t say anything more!” she shouted, clenching her fists and about to rush forward, but Quinlyn pulled

aback and couldn’t control her temper anymore. “You don’t listen at all, do you, child? I felt sorry for her and offered to

Mandy’s hand

be Hailey just to become my daughter? Now I’m giving you a chance. Call me ‘Mom,‘

offer. She glanced over at the flowerbed nearby and calmly asked,

a decision, “If her presence bothers you, I can send her back to the orphanage. After all, that’s where she came from. The Anderson family has treated her like a princess all these

for a moment. “She’s not a