“Old Mr. Quillen had gone to rest. Any good news can wait until tomorrow!”

Alfred rolled up his sleeves and squinted his eyes. It was as if he was asleep

since they were half-closed.

His only duty was to protect Terence. It was past 11 p.m., and Terence had

long since gone to bed.

“No, I can’t hold it in any longer! I must say it tonight!”

Beatrix was very persistent. She exclaimed outside Terence’s room and risked

being scolded by him.

Sure enough, Terence’s displeased voice came from inside the room a

moment ago. “Mr. Grishaw, let her in! I want to see if this girl has gone mad!”

“Yes, Old Mr. Quillen!”

Only then did Mr. Grishaw let Beatrix into the room.

“What is it? Why do you want to me in the middle of the night?”

Terence, who was in his pajamas, sat up from his bed and stared at his

granddaughter’in displeasure.

Everyone in the Quillen family knew that Terence had trouble sleeping and

disturb him

better than anyone that

from

asking

after a few

He was so

my sister… She’s

and was so excited

happened? Is she

Terence was indeed shocked.

middle of the night to

bleeding. How could he

it’s not the bad kind of bleeding. It’s the good

continued to explain excitedly.

mean by good and

he was not as

understand? My

and then she bled!” She explained in

she was saying and a smile appeared

Haha… Finally, that

just for peeing! Haha, I’m going to

soon!”

would be

the middle of the night to tell him

hand, stood outside the door

and granddaughter, thinking they were as naive as

Emmanuel really knew how to use his tool, it didn’t

the bullseye.

there was still a 50%

top of that, considering the

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