Chapter 368:

“Heading out?” she asked, her tone casual but her eyes sharp.

Quentin offered an easy smile. “Yes. Goodbye, Miss Harris.”

“Goodbye.”

As he walked past her, Linda’s gaze lingered for a beat before she turned away, a frown forming between her brows. Why did Quentin keep coming here? What business did he have with Ernest—especially now?

In his current state, Ernest wasn’t in any condition to give orders. And yet, Quentin kept returning to report to him.

Had Ernest tasked him with something before falling unconscious?

Her mind whirled with questions as she ascended the stairs. Upon reaching Ernest’s room, she didn’t bother knocking. She pushed the door open.

“Ernest?”

moment she stepped inside, a sharp, acrid scent filled

Burning.

“Ernest, what are you—”

barely finished the sentence before her gaze landed on him, seated near an

between his fingers—a small, card-like object curling

grip was unsteady, and in his haste to discard

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“Careful!”

forward, instinctively grabbing his wrist before he could

alright, Ernest?

her touch, but then shook his head, brushing off

back to the ashtray. The card—whatever it had been—was now nothing but charred remains.

her expression composed, as

she said smoothly. “How about

gaze and gave

condition had improved enough that he

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