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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.

*****

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?”

dad,” she said quietly but firmly. “I’m not going to

punch. His face flushed, and he quickly turned away. “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 door, burying his face i his knees. His voice was muffled and choked.

together for ten years. So why does he have to send

*****

morning, when Quinlyn got up for a run, she was surprised to see Zebulon

with Glenn.

wait a

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played, Zebulon. You’re not getting

“Alright, alright.”

got going.

study.” Glenn

about breakfast? You haven’t eaten yet.” Zebulon

him. “You stay here. Have breakfast with Quinlyn. Finish up and

the chessboard, frowning in frustration for a while before slowly putting

slipped out the side door and jogged out to the

met at the dining table,

mind wandering. “He’s always like this, skipping breakfast, just grabbing

grown man,” she said softly. “If

sandwich with a sullen expression. As he stood to leave, he added, “Anyway, while you’re here, keep an eye on him. Don’t let him overwork himself… I’m counting

she still picked up a sandwich and carried it to

laughed and shook

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

had a good time 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

following Zebulon’s

ask you a favor?” Glenn said with a gentle smile. “If possible, I hope you can spend more time with Zebulon. Let him learn from you. If he were half

other. It was strange how people couldn’t just say what they meant. All this beating around the bush might not lead to a

she still agreed. Glenn was really busy and already had a lot on his plate. His health couldn’t

didn’t show up. Quinlyn

but