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Chapter 134

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“She’s from the border. She’s a lookout, not a city girl. She lives in the village where we bought the wine. She’s a liar!” Harriet’s voice was shrill and rapid.

She feared that if she spoke any slower, she would be taken away.

The spacious tent fell silent for a moment.

Bill and the others looked at her in shock, then slowly turned their gaze to Quinlyn.

Lookout? We captured a fellow lookout? It can’t be, they thought.

Barrow, sitting steadily at the table, had an inscrutable look on his face. His amber eyes scanned Quinlyn. “Is what she says true?”

Quinlyn didn’t move, continuing to eat lamb as if nothing had happened. “Yes.”

Barrow, fearing his bowl would be emptied if he ate too slowly, also picked up his fork. “Then how did you end up in the city? I heard you were doing quite well.”

Quinlyn appropriated a dish of sauce from him. “I impersonated the daughter of a rich man.”

“Oh, the one who was kidnapped by those people who got burned a few months ago? They’ve got guts, taking on dozens of rich kids at once,” Barrow said.

“Yes, one of them died midway, and I took her place.” Quinlyn said.

“That’s a good idea. You’ve got a smart head on your shoulders.” Barrow laughed.

As they talked and ate, both ended up overeating.

Harriet stood there, dumbstruck at the sight of the two of them lounging in their chairs with full stomachs. She stood there with her mouth open, at a loss for words. “This is not what I expected.’

After accidentally learning the secret in the village, she had clutched it to her chest, planning to use it as a trump card at the crucial moment.

But things ended up differently.

“You… Quinlyn is… a fraud.” She repeated this sentence blankly, then met Barrow’s fierce gaze.

examine her. “Look at you. You haven’t suffered much on the way, have

aback, not

know how to take care of you.” Barrow nodded toward Bill and the others, picking

would have left a normal woman less

protecting you, just like how she purposely took the farthest seat to give you space. It’s a

these things and felt only confusion. ‘Her help? Wasn’t it just that time with the drug addict?‘

Quinlyn had barely paid her any attention. When she was getting along well on the train, Quinlyn had

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not companions!” Harriet shook her head wildly, denying their connection and

with his vast experience, merely scoffed, shook his head, and turned to Quinlyn. “Why bother saving someone

entered and hauled Harriet away with

can do anything, please don’t…” Harriet’s loud, desperate cries echoed through the tent,

his ear and a sinister smile played on his lips. “Since you want to stay so badly, go to the dog–fighting arena. Whether you

brow slightly; she

I’m willing to go. If I survive, can I come back and

her, wherever Quinlyn was, was a good

of

broth in the copper pot had simmered away, and Barrow patted his belly and spoke. “Well, have

without hesitation; it was the best choice for now.

by learning the rules

who were most delighted by this

Barrow keeps you by his side, you’d better shape up. Or else Ms. Lynch will definitely come back to skin you,” they said, combining threats and encouragement, and saying it in front

no attention to Quinlyn and lay

knew he wasn’t asleep; his breathing pattern was off. So she curled up in

falls asleep faster than I do.” Not stealing, not robbing, and not jumping to take charge

outcome. Unable to decide, Bill went

baby girl, it’s just a kid; I’ll take care of her for you. Alright, don’t get so upset over this. I’ll send you another 3 million dollars. Go buy whatever

hung up in anger, shocking

handing the phone