Everyone, except for Joshua, was shocked by Granny Quinn’s order. Luna stared at Granny Quinn,
wondering if she had heard her words wrongly.
Did she just ask to capture Quentin and Charlotte? Why? Quentin is Granny Quinn’s godson, and
Charlotte is Quentin’s biological daughter! Why is she treating them like this?
Granny Quinn was very supportive of Quentin even before Luna finally held Riley in her arms, and the
elder even looked at Charlotte with vague affection and warmth.
It was not only Luna who was dumbfounded. Even Butler Barton, who had served Granny Quinn for
many years, was startled at Granny Quinn’s sudden change of reaction.
“Old Madam Quinn, are you mistaken? Why are you asking the man to capture Mr. Simms and his
daughter? You”
“You don’t know anything!” Granny Quinn sneered and glared at the bodyguards, who had been
standing at a fair distance, unmoving, even after she gave an instruction.
“I know that all of you take orders only from Quentin now, but don’t forget who is really the person in
charge of the Quinn family now-me!
“All of the assets are under my name, and Quentin has merely represented me. Are you really going to
ignore my instruction?”
The bodyguards looked at each other and hesitantly walked toward Quentin and Charlotte, restraining
them loosely soon after. Quentin frowned and looked at Granny Quinn.
“Godmother, are you fooling around? This isn’t funny!”
He did not think that Granny Quinn had any ulterior motives for him. All that he thought was that
Granny Quinn was getting old and too foolish to make such a decision.
“So you think I’m joking with you?” Granny Quinn looked at Quentin’s face sharply before a cold smile
appeared on her face.
“Tell me: who are you, really?”
The question had startled Quentin, his brows furrowed tightly together. After a while, his lips curved into
a smile.
“I’m Quentin, your godson. Have you gone mad?”
“Have I gone mad, or do you think I have?” With the support of Butler Barton, Granny Quinn slowly
stood up EUSal
As she stood before Charlotte, she looked into Charlotte’s eyes without taking off the woman’s mask. It
was as if she knew what Charlotte looked like and avoided looking at it.
She vaguely looked at Charlotte’s eyes, and then into Quentin’s eyes once more.
“I see no strong resemblance.” Lowering her upper body, she looked into Charlotte’s eyes from a
condescending angle.
“Tell me: what’s your relationship with this guy?” Charlotte frowned and did not dare to look into Granny
Quinn’s eyes.
Despite being aged and her body in a frail state, Granny Quinn’s gaze did not lose the intensity it
always had, the glare that could kill.
Those eyes scared Charlotte out of her wits. She bit her lip and looked at Quentin helplessly.
Granny Quinn sneered and raised her hand to turn Charlotte’s head over and forced Charlotte to look
straight into her eyes.
“I’m asking you a question. Why do you need to look at Quentin? He can’t answer it for you.”
“Say it!” she snapped.
“What’s your relationship with this guy, Quentin?”
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