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Chapter 208

Chapter 208

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Zebulon was taken aback. He looked at the three clay figures. They really did resemble Joseph and the others. Quinlyn was using a wooden tool to carve the facial features. Her small hands moved nimbly, capturing each person’s unique traits. The eyebrows and eyes were surprisingly expressive.

Bored, Zebulon poked a clay figure with his finger. “Why are you giving them gifts?” Besides, they were so rich. He wondered if they’d care about something like this.

Quinlyn didn’t catch the undertone. She kept working carefully and replied, “Because I gave you a gift, I have to give my brothers one too. They’ve been very nice to me.” Kindness should always be reciprocated.

Zebulon suddenly remembered the astronaut in his pocket and swallowed his mocking words.

As the party ended and everyone said their goodbyes at the karaoke bar entrance, Joseph turned to Quinlyn with a helpless look. “Professor Sawyer wants us to be his lab assistants tomorrow, so we might not be able to meet.”

Quinlyn guessed it might have something to do with the fever reducers and wasn’t disappointed. “Okay, that’s alright.”

Just then, the driver pulled up. Larry greeted him and turned around to see a small hand reaching out to him. “Larry, this is for you, and this is for Joseph and Stanley.”

She went around, giving each of them a clay figurine. The small figures had dried and were painted in bright colors, dressed in the clothes they wore that day and posed in their dance moves.

“How cute!” Larry’s lips curved into a smile, his charming eyes exceptionally gentle as he stroked Quinlyn’s head. “Thank you for the gift.”

Quinlyn was unusually shy. She had wanted to make them better, but she was in such a hurry to give them out. She knew they had comforted her and stood up for her back in the bar.

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By the time they reached the villa, it was already ten o’clock. Zebulon didn’t feel like making the trip back and forth, so he decided to stay the night. His room just happened to be next to Quinlyn’s.

As he was about to go inside, he noticed Quinlyn holding a box of candy that Joseph had given her. It was the same brand he had smashed earlier. Now he finally understood who the candy was for.

“You two sure are close,” he said, his eyes on Quinlyn. “So, you wouldn’t think about being Glenn’s kid, right?”

looked at him with her dark eyes. “He’s not my dad,” she said quietly but firmly. “I’m not going to take him

“Who cares if you take him away or not?” He pushed the door open and slammed it shut behind him. Then he slowly slid down against the

We’ve lived together for ten years. So why does he have to send me away?‘

*****

next morning, when Quinlyn got up for a run, she was surprised to see Zebulon was also up. He was

with Glenn.

Glenn, wait

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made is move played, Zebulon. You’re not getting out of this one.”

“Alright, alright.”

interrupted before it really got going. The

the study.” Glenn

haven’t eaten yet.” Zebulon wanted to follow him.

stay here. Have breakfast with Quinlyn. Finish up and head home after,” he said, patting Zebulon’s shoulder before walking

frowning in frustration for a while before slowly

a few seconds, then quietly slipped out the side door and jogged

they met at the dining table, but Glenn

like this, skipping breakfast, just grabbing whatever for lunch and dinner. Can’t any of

taken aback. “He’s a grown man,” she said softly. “If he’s hungry, he’ll eat.”

stood to leave, he added, “Anyway, while you’re here, keep an eye on him.

still picked up a sandwich and carried it to the study.

must be Zebulon’s doing, Glenn laughed and shook his

earnestly, Quinlyn suddenly asked, “Glenn, why can’t he stay here?” It was obvious he cared about

yesterday. Zebulon is a good kid, very filial. But he’s not my son. He has his own parents. And my situation is…complicated. I don’t want him to face any difficulties because of me one day.”

she got sick. Those thugs weren’t following Zebulon’s orders. He was being used, and the ones pulling the

possible, I hope you can spend more time with Zebulon. Let him learn from you. If

and both were concerned about the other. It was strange how people couldn’t just say what they meant. All this beating around the bush might not lead to a good outcome.

Glenn was really busy and already had a lot on his plate.

show up. Quinlyn assumed he was

out, but he said he was coming to