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Chapter 189

The luxury car glided smoothly along the wide highway, the city skyline flashing by outside the window. Towering skyscrapers lined the road, and in the distance, the glowing letters “DK” stood out like a beacon of wealth and power.

Quinlyn sat in the backseat, her fingers absently tracing the pearls adorning the hem of her white princess dress. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d worn something so fancy–even her birthday dress hadn’t been this elaborate.

Before they left, her grandfather had told her that her parents were important people, and that she needed to dress formally

to meet them.

The car exited the highway, but instead of the bustling city center, it wound its way up a secluded hill on the outskirts of town. Halfway up the slope, a cluster of luxurious villas came into view, each surrounded by high–security checkpoints.

Quinlyn glanced out the car window, her eyes catching the glint of metal from the guns held by the guards. Real weapons, no doubt. This was her second time visiting Briarwood University, but the vibe here was completely different from DigitalKey Group.

It felt more solemn, more mysterious–like there was something hidden beneath the surface, something far more oppressive than the money–driven world of business she was used to.

“We’ve arrived, Ms. Yates, the driver said in a low voice. “Once inside, try to speak as little as possible. Follow the rules, and don’t cause any trouble.”

Quinlyn didn’t ask why she needed to see her parents or why everything felt so formal. She simply nodded and said, “Thank you” A servant guided her toward the house. The interior of the mansion was in old–school style, giving off major vintage vibes.

“Adjust the agenda for today’s meeting.” A deep voice commanded. “Make sure they think carefully before speaking.”

“Yes, sir.” Another voice responded. “They’ve already reflected on their mistakes and are hoping for another chance. They promise to be more cautious next time.”

“Ok. Keep an eye on the diplomatic front. Report any developments immediately.”

“Understood. Also, there are a few countries-”

The voices cut off abruptly as a group of people entered the room. Their eyes widened in surprise when they noticed. Quinlyn standing there.

What’s a kid

the front of the group paused, then waved his hand dismissively. “That’s all for today. You may

bowing slightly before filing out of the room. None of them

walked over to the sofa and sat down, finally turning his attention to Quinlyn. “So, you’re Quinlyn.” His tone was calm but probing. Quinlyn met his gaze steadily

smile. “You can call me Dad, or other words you’re comfortable with.

clearly pressed for time, then looked back at Quinlyn, waiting for her to ask any questions.

moment before shaking her head. “You’re

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amused rather than offended. “And how

with the Anderson residence, Quinlyn explained calmly. “But my grandfather never showed me the

report.”

that all?” Glenn asked, his

through his facade. “You don’t

blinked. After a moment, he chuckled. “Well, it’s been a long time since someone spoke to me so directly.” He leaned back; his expression thoughtful. “So, tell me, why did your grandfather bring

pressed her lips together, her voice steady. “He

your grandfather a favor years ago. I promised to fulfill any request he made,

favor for you.” He paused, his tone turning serious. “But I’ll only protect you once. After that, you’re on your own.”

tone was cold and detached, as if the conversation was already over. He stood up, ready to leave, but Quinlyn stepped in front of

but firm. “I don’t need protection. Can

“You’re trying to

grandfather and the Andersons in a critical moment. I can survive on my

got a strong sense of loyalty. But you might be underestimating the power of the state. At your current status and ability, whether you live or how

your best option. After a while, you can leave, and no one will trouble you

he passed her, he placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle pat. By the time Quinlyn looked up, he was already walking away, leaving

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