The more she spoke, the colder Timmy’s expression beca, rcilessly striking Sheryl Lancaster, "Are you planning to marry my grandfather? So I should call you Grandma?"
Sheryl Lancaster "..."
She tightened her grip on Timmy’s hand; she hated being called old the most.
Isn’t she prettier than lody Thorne?
"Let go," Timmy lowered his head, losing patience,
Sheryl Lancaster looked down; she had already grasped Timmy’s arm until it turned red, and as enough ti had passed, she imdiately released his arm.
Timmy cast another unfriendly glance at Sheryl Lancaster and turned to leave the office.
He didn’t even look at the gift Sheryl Lancaster gave him.
"Young Master Timmy, what’s wrong? Soone ca to see you at school, but you’re still unhappy?" The teacher followed after Timmy, long accustod to his moods, which were just like that of the ruthless, legendary figure.
"Nothing," Timmy walked briskly,
The area that Sheryl Lancaster had grabbed still ached slightly.
"Miss Lancaster has left," the security guard greeted enthusiastically.
Sheryl Lancaster swept away the gloom on her face and approached the guard, taking several hundred dollars from her bag and stuffing it into the guard’s hand. "Please open the door for . Lately, Jared has been quite busy, so I wanted to see him. By the way, please don’t tell Jared or the Quinn Family about this. It’s sothing I should be doing."
The guard instantly understood upon seeing the money,
"Rest assured, Miss Lancaster, I won’t tell them. Miss Lancaster, you’re truly considerate and kind-hearted."
"Thank you," Sheryl Lancaster left the school, sneering coldly. Kind-hearted she was not,
She was, indeed, one who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
In a dilapidated basent, Sheryl Lancaster, to prevent anyone from finding lody Thorne’s location, had her taken from a secluded spot, circled around, and then confined in the basent.
This was an isolated area with no surveillance caras on the roads, and its location was hard to track, without any signal in the basent.
"Miss Lancaster, please, she’s been locked up here, you can rest assured," soone opened the basent door.
Inside, lody Thorne looked rather disheveled, her hands bound together and suspended, with distinct red marks from the restraints on her fair wrists that appeared slightly eerie.
To prevent her from escaping, even her legs were bound.
Luna Lancaster was quite reluctant to expose herself at this ti, yet she couldn’t resist, couldn’t resist wanting to see how lody Thorne looked now. Anyway, Jared Quinn had gone abroad, and wouldn’t find out or know lody Thorne was here.
When Sheryl Lancaster completed her task, everyone would know Timmy shared the sa blood type with her.
Then, even if the Quinn Family didn’t acknowledge it, Sheryl Lancaster’s identity would be publicly accepted, and when Jared Quinn returned, nothing would change,
And lody Thorne would be shipped abroad and sold, forever living among n. Even if Jared Quinn found her later, she’d beco a tarnished woman,
By that ti, why would Jared Quinn want her?
"Comfortable, are you?" Luna Lancaster smiled and walked in, sizing her up, "I bet you’re feeling particularly comfortable right now."
"You again, what exactly do you want?" lody Thorne moved slightly, but a sharp pain shot through her wrist, causing her to gasp; her wrist was nearly dislocated.
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