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Margaret followed Renee carefully, and her ideals about how she saw the world reiterated themselves many times
along the road.
“What is this place, Miss Ren? Why is everything so chaotic? Everyone here appears to be frightening. Is this a
dangerous place?” She delicately inquired, pulling on the corner of Renee’s clothing.
“Margaret, relax a little. It is very chaotic here. Out of all the places in Beach City, this is the most dangerous, as
there are no boundaries. But don’t worry because someone is looking after us, and no one will attempt to hurt us.”
“Taking care of us?”
As Margaret was lost in confusion, Renee pushed open the double-carved log door of the restaurant and walked in
with a smile.
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Quinton, irritated earlier, immediately brightened up, and his gaze softened and gentled.
When he saw Margaret behind Renee, he grew concerned and grimaced. “Who is she?”
The Carmine Pawnshop wasn’t a public park that allowed any random person to enter.
“This is Margaret, my nanny. She has been caring for Mother since Mother married into the Everheart family until
you and I were born. She’s been looking after me until now. Margaret is like my mother to me, the closest relative I
have.” Renee held Margaret’s arm affectionately, as if she were holding her mother’s arm, and sincerely introduced
her to Quinton.
“Nice to meet you, Margaret.” He watched her before cautiously holding out her hand and greeting her.
“You’re Mr. Quinton?”
Margaret was so taken aback that she remained stunned, unsure how to respond.
Renee had been preparing her, but as she stared at him standing before her, she felt it was too unbelievable to be
true.
“Margaret, since you know my name, you should know how I became an orphan, right?”
Quinton was emotional.
Although his adoptive mother said that she discovered him in the garbage, it looked now that things weren’t as way
it was.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have coincidentally named him after his real name.
“Master Quinton, this is so unbelievable. Are you really Master Quinton?”
Margaret’s eyes turned bright red as tears pooled around them.
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She braced herself and pulled Quinton closer to examine him. After a while, she choked and cried, “The doctor did
declare that you were not breathing, and I remember how devastated Mr. and Mrs. Everheart was then. I’m
amazed you’re still alive!”
“I recall Susan telling me that you were born with your umbilical cord wrapped around your neck, leading you to
die.”
Renee had absolutely no recollection of her twin brother. She would not have known she had a brother if it hadn’t
been for Susan’s mention of Quinton.
The reason for that was that the Everheart family had kept the tragic death of their son a secret.
It was a wound that no one was allowed to touch!
“The reality is, Mr. Quinton did not die shortly after birth. Numerous things happened in between. It’s also one of Mr.
and Mrs. Everheart’s greatest regrets. They instructed everyone to keep it a secret so no one really knew what had
happened.”
Margaret sighed deeply. Her mind wandered back to 28 years ago.
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