LOGINRenee's eyes gradually turned red. She leaned against Quinton's shoulder, and her voice trembled with emotion. "Quinton, I really don't know what to do anymore.""Then don't make a decision yet."Quinton gently patted her back. "We didn't come here today to force you to choose. I've already waited all these years. Waiting a little longer won't make a difference."Renee was about to say something when the sound of a car engine suddenly came from outside the living room.The two of them looked out the window at the same time.In the darkness, a black sedan slowly drove into the courtyard. The headlights illuminated the stone path in front of the house."They're back."Quinton's voice instantly turned cold.Renee subconsciously clenched her fists, and her heartbeat sped up.After spending the entire day waiting, Alexander and Francine had finally returned."Quinton."Renee instinctively grabbed Quinton's arm.A strange panic rose inside her. Although she had already mentally
Timothy smiled kindly and waved. "It's still early. Why would I rest? Your brother and I were having a great conversation.""There's nothing to talk about. My brother just says whatever comes to mind. He doesn't always think things through, so don't take his words seriously."Renee gave Asher a look.Worried about Timothy's health, Asher immediately cooperated and stepped forward to support him. "Sir, have you forgotten? It's time for your blood pressure medication. After that, you need to lie down and rest. You can come back and talk to them after you've rested enough.""Oh, right. I guess it is time for my medicine."Timothy rubbed his temples and sighed. "You two can stay here for a while. After I take my medicine and rest up, I'll come back and talk with you again."There was silence.Quinton stood there with little expression on his face. He neither agreed nor objected.At that moment, there was a storm of anger building inside him. If Renee had not been there, he might
"Make sure justice is done?" Quinton asked with a scoff.When Quinton heard what Timothy said earlier, he felt mixed emotions.By all accounts, he should have been touched. After living this long, there were only a handful of people in the world who would protect him like this.But when he thought about it carefully, the whole thing felt deeply ironic.How could the person who had caused the harm say he wanted to stand up for the victim?"Of course."Timothy had no idea where the anger and resentment in Quinton's eyes came from. All he knew was that Quinton must have suffered a lot, and his heart truly ached for Quinton."In my eyes, you're just like Ren. You're both the grandchildren of someone I once knew, and you're no different from my own grandchildren. Back then, when Maurice was on his deathbed, he entrusted Ren to me. I promised him that even if it cost me my own life, I would protect Ren. If it were you, I would've done the same."When people reached the twilight of th
Meanwhile, the conversation between Quinton and Timothy turned out to be surprisingly cordial.Quinton had originally intended to confront Timothy about the truth surrounding his family history, but after talking for a while, he realized Timothy genuinely knew nothing about any of it.Timothy's curiosity, concern, and affection toward the grandson of an old friend were sincere. Without realizing it, Quinton lowered his guard."Come here. I'll show you some photos of Maurice, your grandfather, and me, as well as our comrades during the war."Timothy leaned on his cane and slowly shuffled across the study. He opened the most treasured drawer in the room and carefully removed an old-fashioned photo album. Page by page, he flipped through it.Ever since retiring from Hunt Enterprise, Timothy had developed few hobbies. He spent most of his days in the study, reading books, admiring paintings, and looking through these yellowed photos. They allowed him to revisit a past that was gone bu
"So that's what it was."After hearing Stefan's confession, Renee felt like a puppet with its strings cut. The strength drained out of her. She lowered the fruit knife and sank onto the couch in silence."I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you, but I didn't want you to suffer or be forced into an impossible situation either."Stefan's eyes held more sorrow and helplessness than anyone should have to bear. The weight of it had nearly crushed him.He no longer knew how to save either himself or Renee from the vortex that had swallowed them both.Renee let out a bitter laugh."So you were afraid I'd get hurt, and your solution was to hurt me in an even crueler way? Am I supposed to be touched or angry?"She lifted her head. Her eyes were just as full of sadness. The tears glistening there refused to fall and were being held back by sheer stubbornness.As the one seeking justice, she refused to shed another tear for the man in front of her."Yeah. I was an idiot. I chose the worst
Stefan looked at Renee as if he had a lot to say, but in the end, he said nothing and shook his head instead. "Nothing much.""Nothing much? Then why are you acting like the victim when my brother is the real victim?"Renee clenched her fists. The same anger Quinton had carried for years now surged through her as well."Because all of this means you and I can never be together. Doesn't that make me a victim too?" Stefan asked solemnly.Renee fell silent.She was stunned for a moment. That wasn't the answer she had expected.On the surface, it made sense, and yet it didn't.Something about what he said felt incomplete. It was as if he were still hiding something."Do you really think that's the only reason you feel this way?" Renee asked before clenching her fists.She wanted to dig deeper and uncover what he was truly thinking, but it didn't matter anymore, especially not with the relationship they had now."Am I wrong? Do you think we can go back to the way we were? Could yo
Justin wanted Stefan to hear Renee acknowledge their relationship. Right now, it looked like Stefan wasn't threatened because he felt Renee and Justin were not deeply in love with each other."That's enough, Haze. Stop making a scene. Why do you always insist on winning like a kid?" Renee gripped Jus
"What background?" Renee dragged Quinton to the side and whispered, "How could you say that? Wasn't that child… yours?" As a woman and mother, she could empathize with Joanne. The man Joanne regarded as family and admired as a brother imprisoned her and took advantage of her. In the end, he even cru
Exhausted, Renee finally understood how helpless a parent would be when their children reached the rebellious stage. The current Quinton acted like a rebellious child. The different thing was, a rebellious child would at most talk back. Quinton, on the other hand, would put them into action. It was
After over half an hour, Owen exited the clinic calmly."How is Joanne?" Renee asked as she hurried forward."She's fine. She just lost a lot of blood, so I gave her a blood transfusion and some supplements. I'm guessing she'll wake up in around half an hour," Owen said nonchalantly. Simple physical i







