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.

at the moment." "Are you

to get out of the hospital. I've heard she's

"Wait..."

a sudden, "Uncle Sue, there's something I'd

Quincy froze.

awe-inspiring look in Victor's eyes made Quincy, an

of thoughts did this boy have in his

to investigate my uncle, Eaton Donald," Victor stared into Quincy's eyes, "where the hell did

changed, "You... You

eyes dodged a

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

anxious, "I can't find

Victor that he obviously knew

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