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Chapter 1160

Quinton returned to his bedroom with Chase following closely behind, at his beck and call

as always.

“Welcome back, sir. None of us had been sleeping soundly ever since we lost contact with

you-we almost brought the cavalry down on the heads of the Hunt family!”

“You’ve lost contact with me plenty of times before. Why so serious?” Quinton asked,

impassive even as he took off his mask and suit.

Chase quickly went to take both, and hung them up primly.” Yes, we did, but this is Stefan

Hunt we’re talking about. You two have history, so what if he decided to pull the trigger?’

Quinton raised a brow, but said confidently, “You don’t have to worry about that. He won’t go

for the kill like me, or it’s over between him and my sister.”

Having fought Stefan for years, he dared say he knew Stefan better than Renee. From a

certain perspective, they were like eternal rivals-if either of them won, their dynasty won as

well.

And Quinton was convinced that if every Everheart could see him now, they would wish for

his triumph!

“Indeed, Mr. Everheart. I must agree that Stefan Hunt is still interested in Miss Everheartwhy elsewould he release you just because she asked, even proposing a partnership?”

“Still interested?!”Quinton snorted in disdain. “Him?!”

That callous man was marrying another woman soon—there certainly were no lingering

attachments there!

“I don’t get it. If it’s not because he still has feelings for Miss Everheart, why would they

release you, even offering a partnership?”

“Hah! What other reason could he have?” Quinton scowled fiercely. “He’s a businessman,

and self-gain is everything to him. He has no feelings for my sister—he just sees value, and

if I’m not mistaken, he’s up to the same tricks he was up to back then.”

Chase’s expression turned solemn. “That’s probably true. He only won back then because

of his ability to sweet-talk women. Poor Miss Garcia-”

“Shut up!” Quinton’s expression contorted with rage. “Didn’t I warn you before never to

mention that name?!”

“I-I’m sorry…” Chase promptly lowered his head and apologized gingerly. “I just thought you

were over it since you and Miss Everheart acknowledged each other. So…”

“I hate betrayals the most, especially when it’s someone I gave my heart to. That is why I

will never rest until she and that pig Stefan are dead!” Quinton’s eyes blazed with hatred.

His suffering in the past was just like the scars on his face- it itched on rainy days even if henovelbin

tried to forget.

How could he let it go when it constantly tormented him?

Chase lowered his head and stayed silent. He tucked

Quinton in before leaving the room somberly.

However, he had just turned into a corner when his vision turned black-someone had

blinded him!

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