Chapter 2192

"Why do you say this, Mr. Simms?" Jim narrowed his eyes. "Would I have declared it so confidently if I didn't have the answer myself?"

When they were in the dungeon, he had secretly marked the two women to tell them apart.

Jim had secretly ordered his men to 'accidentally' tear the shirt of the one who claimed to be Quentin's daughter while dragging her up the stairwell.

At the thought of this, Jim got up and strode over to the servant with the torn shirt, a cold sneer playing on his lips. "Whether it was me, Joshua, or Luke, none of us had managed to understand why Charlotte was so close with the Quinn family, so much so that they were willing to steal her from us at the expense of breaking the law."

As he said this, he glanced coldly at Quentin, whose face was pale. "What this servant just said reminded me that…"

He chuckled and continued, "Charlotte was an orphan, and if she were your daughter, Mr. Simms, everything would make sense."

The color drained from Quentin's face.

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