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Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Barrow’s eyes bulged in shock.

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His memory flashed back to when his men had snatched the document case from Quinlyn’s arms. The seal was intact, the ropes neatly tied.

In his haste, he assumed a person fleeing in a panic wouldn’t have had time to tamper with the contents.

With no ability to scrutinize dozens of pages of formal contracts, he had simply burned them all at dawn upon hearing gunshots.

Never did he imagine Quinlyn would have secreted away the two most crucial pages.

Suddenly, Barrow lunged at Quinlyn with a roar, his handcuffs clanging against the chair.

Stanley, though startled, reacted instantly, delivering a powerful kick to Barrow’s chest, sending him crashing back into the chair.

Two police officers quickly pinned him down, but Barrow continued to roar in fury. “Quinlyn! If the others find out, they’ll never forgive you! You traitor of the borderlands!”

“Shut your mouth! Want another beating?” Stanley yelled, holding Quinlyn back.

‘Good grief, that guy’s tough. My leg went numb after that kick,’ he thought.

Quinlyn gently pushed Stanley aside, signaling she was fine, and walked firmly to stand before Barrow. Her eyes locked onto his. “I don’t belong to the borderlands, and I certainly don’t belong to criminals.”

She would never be one of them, no matter what.

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Barrow’s desperate shouts echoing behind her. Those two pages meant he would soon face trial and spend the rest of his life in prison.

Outside the tent, Bennett and Donny both sighed with relief.

heard you were protecting your clothes even in a coma. Hiding evidence, huh? Your determination is scary,” Donny said. He’d been in awe of

keep

personally make sure

to bribe her with

corrected him

just

sweet. It had been so long since she’d tasted

group returned to the village from the grassland, only to find chaos with barking dogs and people’s screams. “What’s going on?” Bennett asked a young

suddenly attacked by a pack of starving

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have to break in, the officer, whose hands were

them right for treating women as playthings. Now they know the pain of dog bites?

and Donny agreed but didn’t voice it. They sent Quinlyn

and were sitting on stools in the sun, sipping coffee with an

stand these posers,” Stanley said, rolling his eyes and heading to the kitchen to prepare bath water

sat on the doorstep. “Who suggested

and pointed to Joseph, saying, “This genius

using an iron cage for more space and safety. But less than an hour later, the

dog killed someone, more dogs were let in to finish

a time. This time, dozens of starving dogs rushed in, causing

massacre.

said calmly. He was wearing glasses, his face

the keys,” he added nonchalantly, glancing

mercy not

tension between the two, frowned and held their arms.

grinned. “So, it’s okay as long as we don’t get caught?”

feeling the effects of her head injury. “Better not, it’s dangerous.”

a cost, including revenge from others and legal punishment. Even if others didn’t know, the