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."

chopsticks, "Too bad. Your mom rejected

at the moment." "Are you implying that I might have a chance

mommy to get out of the hospital. I've heard she's not very stable these

"Wait..."

sudden, "Uncle Sue, there's something I'd like to

Quincy froze.

in Victor's eyes made Quincy, an adult, feel hard to

of thoughts did this boy have in his

investigate my uncle, Eaton Donald," Victor stared

changed, "You... You

a little,

time. He also knew that Carl Miller was not his real uncle. So... Where did the

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

expression told Victor that he obviously

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