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Chapter 938

Renee ultimately failed to obtain any additional information from Quinton.

“Fine. If you’re not going to tell me, I’ll just have to figure it out myself!” She stated obstinately.

She had always assumed that the Everheart family’s downfall was due to commercial rivalry, which ledthem to bankruptcy. She had always blamed it on society.

But suddenly, there was a legitimate explanation behind it. Quinton’s past, the Everheart family’sbankruptcy, and even the loss of her parents were not as simple as she had imagined.

“Silly girl, if you want to find out for yourself, you can. Just don’t be too depressed when you do…”

He sighed while his skillful hands prepared the food. “The closer you are to the truth, the more hurt itwill bring.”

“No, I disagree. It hurt the most to be lied to and treated like an idiot. I’m almost 30, not a fragile flowerthat needs protection. I’m not actually as weak as you’d like to believe.”

Renee’s eyes were filled with passion, and she stated firmly, “Besides, I’m not a flower!”

Quinton was nearly through with his preparation for dinner when Renee began acting suspiciously.

“Quinton, wait for me for a while. I wish to invite a guest to join us. Is that okay?”

Quinton grimaced and scoffed at the suggestion. “This is our first meal together. Why are you invitingunimportant people?”

“No. They’re very vital to the Everhearts. Maybe they’ll tell us what happened before.”

“In that case, I’d be delighted to invite them over. Go swiftly and come back.”

The restaurant of Carmine Pawnshop was themed like the Elizabethan period. The vermilion diningtable and chairs and the ink drawings on the walls symbolize grandeur and elegance beneath thegentle light.

Quinton had prepared a variety of delicious foods on the circular table.

He sat on the main seat, momentarily checking his watch as his frustration gradually increased with thewaiting.

‘Could it be that she dislikes me and made up an excuse to run away?’ he pondered.

“Men, go and see if my sister is back. If she hasn’t returned, think of a means to get her back to mequickly!” His face was tense as he commanded his subordinate.novelbin

He was wearing his famous black and white face mask. Even so, it couldn’t hide his perfectly outlinedlips and jawline.

Even though he grew up in a small fishing village, Quinton had a charming face that people around himadmired, even though he grew up in a small fishing village.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to claim that if he hadn’t founded Carmine Pawnshop, he could still earnhandsomely with his face and wouldn’t have had to worry about running out of money for the rest of hislife.

However, it was a shame that his lovely face had been ruined. The twisted scar extended from thecorner of his left eye to the corner of his right lip. It was like a mark of his trangressions, burning awaythe last bit of good he had in his heart.

Renee was his only hope for redemption, so he was understandably concerned about her.

When his subordinates went through the door and saw Renee with an older lady, they breathed a sighof relief.

“Miss Everheart, you’ve returned. The boss is about to cause carnage if you hadn’t!”

“Carnage?”

Renee thought it was amusing, unable to connect the image of Quinton in an apron to the wordcarnage. “Is he that dramatic?” she asked, laughing.

“We can’t say for sure, Miss Everheart. You’ll realize it in the future. Please hurry to the restaurant!”

“Margaret, mind your step,” Renee warned as she proceeded to the restaurant.

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