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Chapter 180

Hub! Quinlyn, do you have friends from abroad? Tid one of them send you something delicious? Elowyn walked in from the garden, holding a bouquet of blooming roses

Quinlyn closed the lid, picked up the package, and turned back with a sweet smile.

It’s just a toy I bought. I’ll take it upstairs first.” She spoke calmly as she made her way up the stairs.

Joseph happened to be coming down. As he passed by, he caught a faint whiff of blood. “What’s that?”

Quinlyn glanced at him but remained silent, continuing up.

Joseph narrowed his eyes and turned around. The moment he pushed open Quinlyn’s bedroom door, he was met with a gruesome sight, inside the package on the floor was a freshly severed, bloodied head.

No matter how composed he usually was, the sheer shock of the scene made Joseph’s stomach churn.

He steadied himself, turned his gaze away, and shut the door before sitting down in a chair nearby. “Is it Lionel?”

“Yes.” Quinlyn examined the cut at the neck before turning her attention to the box. She reached inside and pulled out a card from one of the inner walls.

The message was scrawled in bold, sweeping strokes. [Quinlyn, stop digging. Be good. The handwriting looked familiar.

Quinlyn opened her laptop and ran a scan of the handwriting through DigitalKey Group’s system. The result stunned her; it belonged to Warren.

Joseph picked up the card, still perfectly sealed and untouched by blood, and frowned. “Did he kill Lionel?”

Quinlyn shook her head. “I don’t know.”

Even if Warren hadn’t done it himself, he was definitely involved.

This was a warning. Warren was telling her that Lionel had powerful backers, and she was stepping into dangerous territory.

Joseph wanted to curse Warren for interfering, but at the same time, Warren had effectively eliminated any chance of Quinlyn being targeted in retaliation.

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

Quinlyn thought for a moment, then tucked the card into a book and called Bennett. The task force arrived shortly after.

way. I was watching all night outside. When the hell did this thing

question, but now he was seriously doubting his own eyes. “Are foreign operatives really

Group’s former chairman. With his network, getting a package delivered unnoticed was nothing. And with

made a trip to

established Quinlyn Welfare Home, located next to

suicidal. The atmosphere was pretty grim for a

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their families, they started pulling through.

They’d rather do time than carry these babies any

Home, Chester now managed dozens of people, and over time, he had become noticeably

yet?” Quinlyn asked.

Chester led Quinlyn down the second–floor hallway and easily

could see tiny infants lying in their cribs.

had just finished feeding their babies and were stepping out. When they saw Quinlyn, they froze for a moment. After Chester introduced her, they all

would have done. I was terrified after getting pregnant, and even now, I

tenderness of a new mother in her face, only fear

had been desperate, lured into the scheme with no way

helping someone else have a baby, for a few months

strictly controlled, and as they lived under constant surveillance,

inside them, an overwhelming panic took hold, consuming their entire being. The fear

of Lisa, who was about

same choice Lisa did, erasing

turned her gaze to a girl sitting in the corner

flustered as if embarrassed by the size of her belly. She instinctively tried to shrink it under her clothes. “I just wanted

smile, but her

hand gently on the girl’s belly. Through the fabric, she could feel

the baby after it’s born, I’ll raise it. I have plenty

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moment of hesitation, she nodded. If someone was willing to take responsibility for her reckless decision, that

surprised, followed Quinlyn into the nursery and walked to a

beautifully made crib held a baby girl, just over a month old. She was adorable, reaching out her tiny hands toward the