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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

him more. He didn’t think he could keep himself calm in such a horrible situation and

time. I’ll personally make sure of it if the

bribe her with sweets

corrected him with a small smile.

bribed with just

was just craving something sweet. It

grassland, only to find chaos with barking dogs and people’s screams. “What’s going on?”

village men was suddenly attacked by a pack of starving

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the officer, whose hands were covered

laughed. “Serves them right for treating women as playthings.

agreed but didn’t voice it. They sent Quinlyn back to

stools in the sun, sipping

heading to the kitchen to

at them, and sat on the doorstep. “Who suggested putting

smiled and pointed to Joseph, saying, “This genius did

using an iron cage for more space and

a small door. Usually, after a dog killed someone, more dogs were let in to finish

guard would only release one or two dogs at a time. This time, dozens of starving dogs rushed in, causing

massacre.

a lesson,” Joseph said calmly. He was wearing glasses, his

he

snorted, unconcerned. He considered it mercy not to deal

between the two, frowned and held their arms. “Don’t do bad

“So, it’s okay as long

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

punishment. Even if others didn’t know, the perpetrator would remember it for