Chapter 313 Farewell

Fiona had never seen Naomi so angry. When Naomi returned to the Quinnell villa that night, she flung her favorite vase of roses onto the

floor and shattered it. Fiona wanted to stop her but held back out of

fear.

She wondered what had happened at the Quinnell residence to incur

Naomi’s wrath. But who could she ask?

Fiona also found it odd that Shane had not returned with Naomi even

though he was the one who had brought her to the Quinnell residence

to discuss her adoption with Fabian.

Curiosity got the better of Fiona, and she took it upon herself to seek

the answers to her questions.

She had established a network of intelligence after serving in the Quinnell family for so long, and her sources included Shane’s drive

who happened to be her cousin. She was the one who had gotten hin

the job in the first place.

Fiona demanded of him anxiously, “What happened at the main

residence?”

Her cousin spoke in hushed, secretive tones on the other line. “Fiona, I just dropped Mr. Quinnell off at the hotel. From what I heard during his phone call, his long-lost daughter has apparently been found.”

shrieked in disbelief. She pressed a hand to her chest as she felt palpitations. “What do you mean

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Fiona,” came her cousin’s nervous reply. “Mr.

until

coming home in two days.

take this to the

me. I’ll talk to you some

make preparations.”

her cousin

Quinnell family had exhausted their

looking for their long-lost heiress.

she had been found, Naomi’s adoption would become an impossibility.

for years, and she was so happy to learn that Naomi was going

worse time for the long-lost heiress to

was too

she glanced at Naomi’s tightly-shut bedroom

door.

and staring at herself in the mirror. There

she looked nothing like the cool-headed and proper young lady she had

nonsense onto the mirror. The more she scribbled, the more menacing she looked. She couldn’t stand the idea of falling from her pedestal.

what the upper-crust society would say

this got

immediately.

resolve turning into molten steel. She wouldn’t sit by

her l*pstick into the bin and

had made on the mirror seemed to reflect her clamored

had been lit as the neighbors bade farewell to

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