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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

straight to the medical lab. Hidden behind this century–old school was

coat, was waiting at the door and greeted her warmly, saying, “Quinlyn, welcome to Briarwood University.”

noticed the words “Briarwood University Medical School” embroidered on his coat and guessed

he seemed more open–minded and gained a sense of calm and reliability. He even contacted Chester in

they met. Chester clutched Quinlyn’s hand, so emotional that he was almost in tears. “Thank you,

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have no idea what to do. Those bastards,

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mastermind, Jareth, was already ruined; he wouldn’t be able to use

chance for treatment.

other youths were sent to a new prison, where they faced even more ruthless adults and

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.

from all the suffering he’d been through. But since he knew he wouldn’t be disabled, a glimmer of hope shone in his

helped me and my brother,” he said. In the past month, Chester had often told him about Quinlyn.

Quinlyn responded quickly. Noting his pale complexion, she

a cotton swab to moisten Frank’s lips. Chester quietly laughed, asking. “I sneaked some sugar

was right. Chester was a good

their professor is strict. But I just got a message from Mr. Wilson. He asked me to bring you

thought he

lab building, she noticed many rooms were

were previously funded by a Biotech Group, but

thought,

Each student had a

waited in front of an old, quaint building. Soon, she

was the first to rush down. He grabbed her shoulders, looking very concerned. “Are you hurt? Can’t you focus on being a good student instead of getting caught

right behind and only slowed down once he got closer. Seeing her slightly thinner face, he frowned but quickly hid it. “Looks like

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

grow taller, you need to eat and sleep well. Skipping meals isn’t

Quinlyn was taken aback and started stressing about her

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

result, Quinlyn’s face scrunched