“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

anyone that Terence

awakened from

was probably asking for trouble

a few words from

He was so

my sister…

still panting and was so excited

What happened?

Terence was indeed shocked.

middle of the night to tell him that

was bleeding. How could he

bad kind of bleeding. It’s the good

continued to explain excitedly.

do you mean

was confused, but he was not as worried

understand? My

she bled!” She

suddenly realized what she was saying and a

Haha… Finally, that boy knows how to use his

peeing! Haha, I’m

soon!”

her grandfather would be happy. Seeing his reaction, it

of the night to tell him

on the other hand, stood outside the door while watching the

they were as naive as

knew how to use his tool,

the bullseye.

did, there was still a 50% chance it would be

considering the Quillen family’s history of

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