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Chapter 129

Chapter 129

‘My dad isn’t really my dad!‘ Quinton was somewhat stunned by this thought.

In his heart, he didn’t want an alcoholic, gambling–addicted father.

When he was scared of being beaten and starving, he daydreamed of being the son of a rich man. But now, faced with the reality, he felt complicated.

‘Did Dad treat Mom that way because of my real dad?‘ he wondered.

Quinlyn, not getting his thoughts, went on, “I used to think your mom looked like Yolanda and guessed they were relatives. Now it seems they’re not.”

Quinton’s mind vaguely pictured Yolanda’s face, but only her hideous expressions and vicious eyes showed, with nothing resembling his mom.

“Though I wish Mom had family, if it’s someone like that, I’d rather not.”

“Yeah, it’s just a guess.” Quinlyn didn’t press on, as there were still many puzzles,

like why Yolanda targeted Quinton,

who Quinton’s real father was,

and why Janet married that alcoholic.

Everything needed to be verified.

At night, while using the restroom at a rest stop, Quinlyn turned on her phone to check Larry’s messages.

For convenience, her messages were now only sent to one person.

Larry had sent people and roughly located them.

The task force was also speeding up preparations, even borrowing manpower from the 901 Military Base.

If they really went to the borderlands, a fire–fight would likely break out.

The enemy wouldn’t be few.

Yolanda’s background was also uncovered.

Ten years ago, she went from an orphan to the Lynch family’s heiress, but later became a foster daughter when the parent- child test didn’t match.

sponsor of this variety show was the Lynch

ago…” Quinlyn, looking at the information, felt there was more to the brief words, so she asked Larry

was hard to find, and Stanley needed

and send people to protect Mrs.

the

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restroom, she saw Quinton being held by

no, so shut

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choked by his collar, turned red and struggled to breathe, yet persisted, “My mom is sick… She’s waiting

make you sick?” Tobias dragged him into the restroom, pressed his head into the sink, and turned on the

Water gushed out.

submerging his face. He couldn’t hold his breath and bubbles came out. His hands flailed.

talking back? Still got guts?” Tobias

him go,” Quinlyn

Quinlyn at the door, a porcelain shard

go or I’ll scar my face,” she said.

Are you

this delicate kid would

cut her skin, drawing a thin line of blood.

face is ruined, how can we

to let go. But when he met Quinlyn’s eyes, he instantly

serious,’ he

vomited for a

“Don’t worry. Mrs. Suarez is being taken care of. Anything you want to tell her, I’ll pass on with

red eyes. Hearing this, he looked at her in surprise. When he saw the

you… ” he wondered if she had a motive for following them.

rescuing people from mountain bandits. He’d seen her handle his dad efficiently.

now, she could have fought directly to

echoed outside. Quinlyn squeezed Quinton’s hand, cutting off the conversation, and quickly pulled him

out.

wound is shallow. You’ve got quite a temper. We might have to tie you up for

seemed easygoing but was actually more calculating

in the car, Quinlyn’s wrists were bound tightly with two circles

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