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Chapter 205

Chapter 205

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Glenn had recovered from his illness. When he heard about Zebulon’s stunt, he frowned. “Tell him to come see me when he has time.”

Within two hours, Zebulon arrived in a hurry. “Glenn, it’s great that you’re okay. But why do you look so pale? Are you sure you’re fully recovered?

“Why don’t you take a few more days off? I can handle things for you: Zebulon perched on the edge of the dining table as soon as he entered, expressing concern with genuine sincerity in his eyes.

Glenn had mixed feelings about his nephew. He’d raised Zebulon, but he was disappointed by how impulsive Zebulon had become after reconnecting with his birth parents.

Glenn sighed, the weariness of his illness seeping into his voice, “Zebulon, you’re so impulsive. When will you learn to think before you act?”

“I wasn’t being impulsive. I was just worried about you,” Zebulon grumbled, defending himself.

Glenn just shook his head and motioned for him to sit and eat.

As soon as Zebulon sat down, he noticed the little girl eating happily across from him. He suddenly felt a sharp sensation in his ear. “Glenn, are you developing an heir or a secret agent? She almost took me out with that one move?

Glenn shot him a sideways glance. “Quinlyn is a guest here, and she’s involved in the legislative process. Show some respect”

Zebulon paused, thinking he’d misheard. “This little kid is involved in the legislative process? No way. And she should show some respect to me, he thought.

He was so angry that he had no appetite. He could only watch as Quinlyn ate most of the food.

He only felt hungry after he left the table, which made him even angrier.

After the meal, the three of them were drinking coffee in the living room. Zebulon noticed that his uncle was acting a lot warmer toward Quinlyn.

“Quinlyn, try this cup of coffee. Can you guess which jar the beans came from?” Glenn asked.

After hearing Quinlyn’s answer, he replied, “That’s right. Your taste buds are pretty amazing. Try this cup; it should be even smoother.” He handed her another cup.

traditionally made candies.

talking like

so genuinely warm and friendly

take you out for some fun. It’s boring to drink coffee here all day.

he saw the excitement in Quinlyn’s eyes, realizing she was still a child.

Zebulon agreed, but he was already thinking

mischief.

act. “I heard you pleaded your way in here. You must have some powerful backers to get my uncle to take you in. I

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uncle is still young and strong. A few years from now, he’ll probably have his own family. And you? Just some forgotten foster kid.

stuck out his tongue and made faces, but Quinlyn was indifferent. She just looked

messages.

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has a 90% antiviral rate. Why didn’t you bring it out earlier? This

[I forgot I made

all started as a cover–up. To fake Chester’s addiction, she implanted a fever–causing virus. Later, when developing its

how should we handle purification without damaging the molecular structure?]

haven’t done it either.

her phone was

Zebulon said, deliberately keeping her from playing with it. He glanced at the group

think he is, some big

at him. “You go to

Scholars Program. Do you know what that means? It’s where the

Quinlyn nodded absently.

let kids play with phones. She really wanted to tell him that those were his real teachers.

on, you hear me?” He tossed the phone back to her. It was a direct order.

face serious consequences, so she chose not to argue with him further. Instead, she turned her attention to the scenery outside the

uncle’s illness very serious this time?” Zebulon

moment of thought, she said, “He’s just exhausted. That’s why his

into a thin line. Catching Quinlyn’s gaze, he scowled, “What are you looking at? Yeah, it’s pathetic I learned of

explain things based on her experiences over the past few days, she

then turned his head away. “I don’t need you to

provoke Quinlyn, but to his frustration, he was the one left unsettled. He spent the rest of the trip