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Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Quinlyn didn’t get angry. She stood up when Harriet turned and walked away.

“Why are you following me?” Harriet glared at her halfway.

Quinlyn looked at the dark surroundings and said softly, “I’ll go with you.”

“I don’t need you to,” Harriet said angrily, quickening her pace. But she couldn’t shake off Quinlyn.

Harriet entered the toilet in a huff, finally getting a moment to breathe. Looking at the moonlight through the small window, tears slid down her face.

She was an orphan who just wanted a better life. She didn’t know why the world was so cruel to her. And she hated Quinlyn, who just had to appear.

At the same time, Quinlyn, dozing outside the door, heard a noise from another carriage. She saw a shadowy figure sneaking down the aisle, searching the bunks.

Soon, a flashlight beam came over.

“What are you doing? Which carriage are you from?” A conductor quickly approached, grabbing the figure’s shoulder and asking in a lowered voice to avoid disturbing other passengers.

As the figure turned, a sharp knife was thrust directly at the conductor. The conductor, in pain, tried to shout but was muffled.

The attacker pulled out the knife and was about to strike again when a force from behind knocked him away.

He crashed into the iron railing of a bunk with a loud noise, waking many passengers, who turned on the lights to see what was happening.

The person, holding his arm, turned and fled.

Quinlyn, instead of chasing, squatted to check the conductor’s wound. Relieved that it didn’t seem to have injured internal organs, she stood up and ran to the end of the carriage, ringing the alarm bell.

The shrill alarm rang out in the night, and staff soon came to handle the situation. Quinlyn, hiding in the crowd, watched for a while and then left.

toilet door, she found it open and empty. Harriet had intentionally

through the night as it rolled over the tracks. Quinlyn hurried back down the

rustling and saw a woman stealing. Their eyes met in the darkness, then Quinlyn quickly

under Chandler’s care. The passengers

know the rules and had almost

didn’t intend to get involved in

was different.

and the

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carriage wall by the tall, thin man from the day, her small body trembling, her face streaked with tears visible even in the dim moonlight.

Little girl, come play with me, and you’ll get much tastier candies…” The man’s foul–smelling breath from his decayed teeth sprayed onto

she looked terrified, her muffled mouth beginning to scream soundlessly. She didn’t want any more

foot of the bunk, smoking and watching the man’s actions

thought that a lesson would

skirt tore, Harriet closed her eyes in

head. The burst inner lining and scalding water spilled down, making

aside by a hand. Through her

she began

to get up, yanked off the carriage window curtain and covered his head with it, the elastic at the bottom tightening around his neck. She pulled in the opposite

but Quinlyn knelt on his spine. With his chest and throat injured, she

Quinlyn release her grip and

on, and many people poked their heads out to see the commotion. Seeing Quinlyn, a little girl, had defeated an adult, they all raised their eyebrows.

even whistled. But no one offered

her sense of right and wrong shaken. When Quinlyn walked over, she opened her mouth to speak,

utter a word, Quinlyn raised her hand and slapped

said. Then she turned and walked back to her seat in the corridor, curling