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Chapter 257

Chapter 257

Car music blasting, sunshine pouring down, it felt like a spring getaway, if one for the gun in the front seat and prin clothes in the back.

Jason’s first stop was Lafield, where the biggest hot pot restaurant in the country was located. He ordered a lover fear wits extra spice.

“When you’re here, you gotta eat spicy food. Here, I’ll get you the number one special he sad making mee Quinn taken care of.

Before the food arrived, Quinlyn’s nose started to tickle, the air was filled with the smell of ceili

Once the giant pot arrived, bubbling with red oil.

Both of them swallowed hard, feeling nervous.

“Yes! This is going to be fun.” Jason grinned, grabbing his chopsticks and dunking food in pulling out balls for Quintym

“Eat this, kid!” Quinlyn didn’t refuse.

Ten minutes later.

Jason was screaming. “Aww, my mouth, it hurts!” He held his face, nearly rolling on the table, tears and not foving Wit drink gone, he rushed to steal Quinlyn’s drink, gulping it all down.

Meanwhile, Quinlyn felt fine, finishing her meat balls, still hungry, so she started cooking meat.

Jason’s tongue was on fire, nearly unable to speak, but he couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you from Chamiloria? You can handle the spice?”

Quinlyn shook her head. “Nope.”

“I don’t believe you. You really don’t look fazed, just sweating a bit, Jason argued, glancing at her.

Feeling innocent, Quinlyn offered a possible explanation. Tve eaten lots of weird stuff before, maybe my stomach’s tougher

now.”

her stomach

have possibly eaten?” Jason was curious, clutching his

thought for a moment and began listing. “Little

eat those?”

her head. “When my grandpa died, I was sick, and no one

water when having a fever; she still remembered the taste of sand in her

realizing she was serious. He hesitated but asked, “How did you survive after

Quinlyn admitted, proud of her small frame. “I got better and

isn’t a good

She nodded, accepting

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was just a couple of potatoes from the fields, she was too weak, so once the recovered, she’d forage for wild veggies. People in the village ignored her, so she ran around

as life along the border was boring and mostly solitary. The city had

a big pile of meat in

holding a slotted spoon and puffing

it. But if you get a

Quinlyn had no objections as long as she

a lot felt

Quinlyn was just fine, but Jason couldn’t hold it

returned, he saw Quinlyn in a heated argument.

spilled my drink because of her! It’s

but loud, his parents watching with approving smiles from the next table.

across, wiping a stain off her jacket. Thankfully, it was water–resistant, so a

into me first.”

My parents saw everything! Didn’t your parents teach you to apologize when you bump into

glanced at the adults nearby and remarked, “Direct relatives have vested interests. Without

and his table

here!” He yanked at her hat with all his strength, trying to embarrass

him