The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

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.”

She pressed a hand to her chest as she felt palpitations. “What do you mean she’s been found? That’s impossible!”

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

until the last minute.

will be coming

me you’ll take this to the grave. And you didn’t hear

talk to you some other time, Fiona. You’d better

make preparations.”

her cousin was talking about. All these

Quinnell family had exhausted their

looking for their long-lost

Naomi’s

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

was no worse time for the long-lost heiress to be

thing was

paled when she glanced at Naomi’s

door.

Naomi was sitting at her vanity and staring at herself in the

proper young lady she had always portrayed

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

the upper-crust society would

word of this got out.

immediately.

her gaze, her resolve turning into molten steel. She wouldn’t sit by and do nothing, even

next steps, she threw her l*pstick into the bin and heard the thud that

made on the mirror seemed to reflect her

Firecrackers had been lit as the neighbors bade farewell to Margaret. Everyone had come to wish her