"Oh, it's Mr. Quimby." Owen hastily wiped his hand across his clothes, smiling obsequiously. "I didn't expect... to

meet you again. How have you been?"

Daniel looked at the hand Owen extended, his expression darkening even further.

Maisie gave Owen a pat and whispered, "Owen, what are you saying?"

Owen chuckled and quickly corrected himself. "Oh, I misspoke... Heh, I've had a bit too much to drink, and my

head's not very clear right now. Maisie, what's for lunch?"

Maisie rolled her eyes at him, feeling annoyed.

"Daniel will have lunch at home today, so I'll go help Mom and Nicole."

"Alright, alright!" Owen hastily ushered her toward the kitchen. "Then you go ahead. Make some pork ribs for me!

I've been working too hard lately, so I need some nourishment!"

"You..." Maisie glared at him, concerned he might say something inappropriate.

"Don't worry!" Owen snickered and whispered, "I'll step outside for a smoke. I promise not to speak with your Mr.

Quimby. Is that okay?"

had a stern expression just moments ago, now

look in his eyes.

and went

as nothing more than an annoying mosquito,

condition," Daniel

don't expect Maisie to save

for a moment, then nonchalantly grinned. Previously, it was because of his illness and the

sold herself to Daniel. She had spent three years by his

stopped. Imported medicine

no one had ever

Even now, Owen still believed that

take care

indifferent and didn't care about saving me, my mother would be the first to

"Mr. Quimby, if you truly had no feelings for our Maisie, you wouldn't be here

Daniel clenched his fists.

"I've been a bit tight on funds lately. Could

his

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