“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

than anyone that Terence would be furious

from

was probably asking

few words from Beatrix, Terence’s anger

He

my sister…

still panting and was so excited that she couldn’t

happened?

Terence was indeed shocked.

in the middle of the

granddaughter was bleeding. How could he not

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

continued to explain excitedly.

mean by good

was confused, but he was not as worried as

Grandpa, don’t you understand? My

and then she bled!” She explained in detail

saying and a smile appeared on

Haha… Finally, that boy knows how to

It’s not just for peeing! Haha, I’m

soon!”

grandfather would be

over in the middle of the night to tell him

on the other hand, stood outside the door

thinking they

Emmanuel really knew how to use his tool, it

the bullseye.

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

top of that, considering the

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