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No Ads Chapter 185 Chapter 185 Quinlyn had just seen someone she recognized from the 901 Military Base-a clerical worker. He was already out of sight, and Quinlyn knew she couldn't catch up.

She turned her attention back to the group in front of her, who were still visibly shaken and crying. A pang of guilt hit her. "I'm sorry," Quinlyn said softly. "They were targeted because of me, she thought.

These students had been called into the office to discuss the incident. It was their first tdealing with something like this, and they were clearly terrified. Sitting at the food stall, they had been treated to two plates of dessert to calm their nerves.

"Can you believe this? We got yelled at, and now we're out of pocket too," Chester said with a bitter laugh. He noticed Quinlyn slipping money into the drawer and quickly stopped her. "Hey, don't worry about it. It's just a few plates of dessert.

I'm more concerned about why the authority is after you. Did they just chere to mess with you? Maybe you should talk to Mr. Ramirez or Bennett about it." Quinlyn shook her head. "Different departments. They can't interfere." "Then what are you going to do?" Chester asked, clearly worried.

Quinlyn still put the money in the drawer and helped finish selling the food before closing up the stall. She noticed Chester rubbing his lower back, looking exhausted. "What happened to the money you saved up before?" she asked.

'He should have had enough saved to hire shelp,' she thought.

"Oh, that? I donated it all to the orphanage," Chester replied casually.

Quinlyn blinked in surprise. "Why?" Chester smiled, "It was dirty money. I thought about it, and if I want to set a good example for Frank, I need to earn a clean living and teach him to be an honest person." 'An honest person,' he thought.

Quinlyn stared at him, his face glowing in the sunset, sweat dripping but his smile bright. She was silent for a moment before saying softly, "You're a good dad.” Chester froze. "Uh, I'm not married yet." He laughed awkwardly. 'I'm still a single guy,' he thought.

Quinlyn looked down, her voice barely above a whisper. "Matthew who raisedwas poor too. We used to walk for hours to sell baskets in town.

A lot of people would buy them and carry their kids in them. Those dads were a lot like you-they didn't have much, but earned money legally." Using hard work to raise a child is the kindest thing a person can do. She had often wondered how different her life would have been if her parents had been like that.

Chester knew Quinlyn was an orphan, though he'd only heard bits and pieces about her past. He hadn't realized how tough it had been for her. "No wonder you're so good at working hard.

Honestly, I was pretty upset earlier when they said I wasn't good enough. I mean, I know who I am, but hearing it still stung. But after what you just said, I feel kind of proud." He struck a silly, exaggerated pose, trying to lighten the mood. "So, what do you think? Would I make a good parent at your school meeting?" Quinlyn couldn't help but laugh, but she nodded seriously. "Next time, you should come." Chapter 185 "Deal!" Chester grinned.

80% The incident was finally behind them. Since no real harm had been done, Quinlyn decided not to bother Curtis. He was busy with meetings in Jelasica. But late that night, while she was studying smaterials, her phone rang. The screen showed an international number.

"Hello?" Warren's voice cthrough the line. Quinlyn stayed silent.

"Heh, you know who I am, don't you?" Warre chuckled, his voice was deep and smooth.

11 Quinlyn paused before finally saying, "Warren "Good girl. It's been a while." Warren greeted warmly; his tone almost too casual for the late hour.

Quinlyn didn't feel particularly close to him, so she cut to the chase. “What do you want?" "Hmm." Warren hummed, pretending to think. "Nothing much. Just wanted to chat." Quinlyn sighed. 'Why do adults always have so much to say?' she thought. She had just spent half an hour listening to Raymond ramble on speakerphone.

Warren laughed, sensing her annoyance. "I heard you've been getting sunwanted attention from the authorities lately. They've been giving you a hard time, like they're trying to bully you because you don't have any backing," Warren said casually.

Quinlyn wasn't sure how he knew, but she didn't deny it. "Yeah." "Tch, those people never know how to communicate properly. They want to recruit you, but they start with these stupid power plays. It's ridiculous. That's why I couldn't stand them anymore," Warren mused, then suddenly changed the subject.

"How about this? Why don't you letbe your dad? I'll protect you." Quinlyn blinked, caught off guard. Warren went on enthusiastically, talking about his current businesses and influence, which had surpassed even his days as the head of DigitalKey Group. "If I hadn't been unsure about my future back then, I would've taken you with me.

There's nothing good about staying in this country. If you're willing, I'll cget you. I promise no one will dare lay a finger life." on you for the rest of your Quinlyn could tell his confidence had grown even more since she last saw him. She pursed her lips and asked, "Did Lionel?" you kill Warren paused. “No, but I was indirectly responsible. Quinlyn, you know how it is. To survive in this world, you can't afford to be a purely good person. When Harriet died, you didn't interfere either, did you?" 'He really knows everything,' Quinlyn thought, looking down at the rare materials spread across her desk. “Then why are you sendingall these things? What do you want from me?" "Ah, I'm not trying to manipulate you, Quinlyn. I genuinely want to adopt you. I owe you my life a few times over. Those gifts are nothing compared to that.

But you're all alone here, and sooner or later, you'll get dragged into the chaos. I have the power to protect you. That's Warren said, his tone sincere for the first time.

Quinlyn knew he was telling the truth. The packages he sent every now and then always contained things she ve needed. She touched the beaker on her desk, her voice soft. "I already have a lot of godparents. I can't add you to the list." 12:05 Sat, 29 Mar Chapter 185 80% 11

Warren was momentarily speechless, thinking about how the Wilson family and the James family had already sfamily gotten done to her. He gritted his teeth but quickly cup with a solution. "Well, if you've already got two, what's one more? Quinlyn didn't know how to respond. In the end, she could only say she'd think about it. After hanging up, she looked at her experiment materials, but they didn't feel the sanymore.

What she thought was repayment of a debt turned out to be fatherly affection. Suddenly, she had too many "parents" popping up, and it was overwhelming.

The next day was the weekend, and Mandy invited Quinlyn to go shopping. "You don't have to go to the base for training today, so you finally have tfor me!" Mandy dragged her into a dessert shop.

"Let's try snew places and get ideas for Chester's dessert menu, Quinlyn, what do you want to order? They stood at the end of the line. Mandy pointed at the digital menu above, about to turn around, when Quinlyn suddenly yanked her to the side. A cup of coffee splashed onto Quinlyn's arm.

"Oh my gosh, Quinlyn! Are you okay? Does it hurt?" Mandy panicked, grabbing her hand to check.

"I'm fine, Quinlyn said, shaking her head. She looked up, but the person ΠΙ who had spilled the coffee was already walking away. Ten minutes later, they placed their orders and found a table to wait for their food. "No apology, nothing!" Mandy was still fuming. Just then, a server approached with their order, but someone bumped into them, sending two plates of dessert flying straight toward Quinlyn.

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