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Chapter 239

Chapter 239

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It was just two fish, and the fine wouldn’t be more than a few hundred dollars. However, the security guard wasn’t letting Quinlyn and Zane off easily–he had been playing cards all night, lost some money, and was now on edge.

He snorted. “You think you can do whatever you want just because you have money? I’m telling you, even money won’t work. You brat, what are you looking at? Keep looking and I’ll teach you a lesson!”

‘Wanna intimate me with money? No way. And how dare the little brat stare at me like this?‘ The security guard was unhappy, and he took out his baton from his waist, wanting to intimidate them.

But as soon as he raised his stick, he felt an immense force hit his face and sent him flying. Zane, who had been reasoning with him just a second ago, pounced on him and rained punches down on him.

Quinlyn paused for a moment before rushing over to pull Zane off the security guard, who was covered in blood and nearly

unconscious.

She immediately called the bodyguards over and helped Zane up. “Let’s go,” she said softly.

Zane’s face was grim. He went to the ice hole, washed the blood off his hands, and released his fish. Then he picked up Quinlyn’s fish and slowly walked back into the woods.

The campsite was far away, and Cher hadn’t heard anything. Still, she sensed something was wrong as they approached. “There was a fight?” she asked.

Zane and Quinlyn both stiffened, then nodded in unison.

“I started the fight.”

“Zane was protecting me.”

Quinlyn explained what happened and looked at Cher’s face. Even though it was self–defense, it was definitely excessive. As a judge, Cher would surely notice.

However, Cher just nodded without comment. With her usual expression, she told them to change and get ready for the picnic.

That struck Quinlyn as odd. ‘From the thief earlier to the retaliatory pebbles on the doorstep, and now Zane’s actions–none of them seems like something a judge would tolerate. What does evil judge even mean?‘

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and a variety of extra seasonings. His culinary skills could rival those of a hotel chef, leaving Quinlyn

went to collect firewood.

him?” Cher asked with

her when he was chipping

together, and he resorted to violence right in front of you. How is he a good

talk much, but he takes care of me. If that security guard’s baton was aimed at him, I don’t think he would have fought

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violent streak. Still, his unexpected actions took

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to drop the questioning. “You’re right about him. He’s

term in psychology called PTSD, post–traumatic stress disorder. It means that after a person has been hurt to a certain extent, they will form a conditioned

was

done all kinds of jobs, but she

when he was a child, so he can’t stand to see children being beaten.”

“If you two had a child,

aback, then fell

went smoothly. On the way back, Quinlyn fell asleep in the back seat of the car. Occasionally, when she opened her eyes, she could see the hands of Cher and Zane clasped together

driving safety. But the heating was too strong and she was too sleepy. She fell

she noticed the neighbor’s child who had come out to hang up Christmas lights. He was staring at her and touching his head,

came out of the door slapped him on the head and

came from next

in this world who don’t cry?” Cher rubbed her ears and hurried into her house to avoid

glanced in that direction and went

Last night, she had forgotten the time while looking at the stars. But as she got back to her room,

the Perry residence? How about I go pick you up now. Edward

for you to play with. It just so happens that we are training a group of guards in the backyard to go abroad for a competition. You should come

dinner. I miss

them to want to take her away at the same time, Quinlyn found it

very nice. Why don’t you

brothers avoided the topic. Unable to get an answer, Quinlyn decided to call

exclaimed, “What? You said you were going to a relative’s house, and it turned out to be

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