Chapter 330 Who did it to my uncle?

Victor and Quincy spent two hours eating hotpot. By the end of the meal, the man and the boy, who were friends with each other, touched their bellies and leaned against the sofa, staring dully at the hot pot soup still boiling.

Victor burped and took a deep gasp to get his breath over, "I'm so full..."

"Me too..." Quincy just leaned back on the sofa like a grandpa. His legs stretched out under the table. He said, "I haven't been so full in centuries! Let's go shopping later. I'll send you back to your mom's." Victor beamed, "You've already brought me too many things."

"It doesn't matter," Quincy raised his hand, "it's just a few outfits. It's nothing."

Victor held his chin and looked at Quincy, "Do you really want to woo my mommy?"

Quincy answered without even thinking, "Yes, of course. I think about it every day."

"..." Victor sighed, "My mommy has lost her memory now. When she remembers you, you can try."

"My original plan was to take advantage of your mommy's amnesia and court her."

bored with his chopsticks, "Too

too," Victor winked, "She has no desire for a relationship at the moment." "Are you implying that I might have a chance

back, "Wait for your mommy to get out of the hospital. I've heard she's not very

"Wait..."

of a sudden, "Uncle Sue, there's

Quincy froze.

in Victor's eyes made Quincy,

did this boy have in

to... I want you to help me to investigate my uncle, Eaton Donald,"

face changed, "You... You don't

dodged a little, "Know

long time. He also knew that Carl Miller was not his real

little anxious, "I can't find anything about Uncle Eaton...

told Victor that he obviously

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