“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

not disturb him at

understood better than anyone that

from

was probably asking for trouble

his surprise, after a few words

He was

my sister…

panting and was so excited that she couldn’t speak

What happened?

Terence was indeed shocked.

him in the middle of the night to tell him

was bleeding. How could

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

continued to explain excitedly.

mean

he was not

My sister

and then she bled!” She

saying

great news! Haha… Finally, that boy knows how to use his

for peeing! Haha, I’m going to

soon!”

would be happy.

the night to tell him

other hand, stood outside the door while

and granddaughter, thinking they were

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

the bullseye.

did, there was still a

the Quillen family’s history

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