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Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Quinlyn’s foundation launched a new legal aid program, focusing on protecting the rights of juveniles without legal representation in court.

Bella was the first beneficiary. With the funding, she would complete her studies, overcome psychological barriers, and have a bright future.

Before they parted, Bella made a promise. “When I become a lawyer, I’ll come see you?

“Okay, Quinlyn replied, seeing Bella off to the foundation’s car.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, Quinlyn couldn’t help but think back to when she saw Fiona off on a train. Fiona had promised to come back for her. Even though that promise never came true, Quinlyn figured she should be happy

now.

On her way back, her phone rang. It was an unknown international number. As soon as she picked up, a familiar voice came through.

“I finally got through to you. Why did you go to a place like that? Get out of there right away. It’s way more dangerous than the Special Operations, Warren said.

Quinlyn didn’t expect the first call she’d get after leaving the villa would be from him. He sounded worried.

“I’m okay, Quinlyn said.

Warren didn’t believe it at all. He scoffed, “You’re okay for now, but soon you’ll be in deep trouble. Quinlyn, this time it was just a juvenile center, but next time might be more dangerous. Mr. Anderson wouldn’t want to see you taking such risks.”

At the mention of Edward, Quinlyn’s hands on her lap curled up slightly. “Do you know how Edward is doing now?”

“He’s doing okay, getting ready for the surgery. They’ve picked the best institute in the world.” Warren didn’t say it directly, but Quinlyn understood. It was the best institute. If it failed, there was no hope.

“Quinlyn, you really shouldn’t stay near Glenn. You need to leave as soon as possible. I’ll come to pick you up, okay?” Warren insisted on taking Quinlyn away again.

But Quinlyn didn’t want to leave. “I have to wait for Edward.”

Warren couldn’t convince her, so he could only advise her not to get too close to Glenn.

After she hung up the phone, the car had already rolled into the city. It cruised down a tree–lined avenue, where old buildings with peeling walls stood tall next to the strong, mature trees.

ancient towering trees. It was Briarwood University.

school gate but went straight to the medical lab. Hidden behind this century–old school was the nation’s top pharmaceutical research center. The

door and greeted her warmly,

and guessed that he had been accepted.

he seemed more open–minded and gained a sense of

Quinlyn’s hand, so emotional that he was almost in tears. “Thank

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Without your help, I have no idea what to do. Those bastards, I will sue them to

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thought the mastermind, Jareth, was already ruined; he wouldn’t be

chance for treatment.

more ruthless adults and a tough life, learning a lesson. They had

time, and with the lab’s advanced technology, the surgery was successful. Quinlyn went in to see Frank, and Chester insisted on removing Frank’s oxygen mask so Frank could thank her.

still with bruises on his face. He looked really thin from all the suffering he’d been through. But since he knew he wouldn’t be disabled, a glimmer of hope shone in his

my brother,” he said. In the

his pale

moisten Frank’s lips. Chester quietly laughed, asking. “I sneaked some sugar in.

was right. Chester was a good

strict. But I just got

her month away, someone as calm as Joseph thought he needed to see Quinlyn to make

the lab building, she noticed many rooms were empty.

Calvin gave her a significant look and said, “These were previously funded by a

thought, ‘It’s

had a different set of electives, but today, all three coincidentally had the

in front of an old, quaint building.

grabbed her shoulders, looking very concerned. “Are you hurt? Can’t you focus on being a good student instead of getting

only slowed down once he got closer. Seeing her slightly thinner face, he frowned but quickly hid it. “Looks like you’ve gotten a

at him. “Really?” She said, and instinctively stood

to grow taller, you need to eat and sleep well. Skipping meals

started stressing about her routine at the

Quinlyn, and purposely added, “Never mind. If you end up short, I will get

a result, Quinlyn’s face scrunched up even more.