“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

better than anyone that

awakened from

asking for

after a few

He was

my sister… She’s

so excited that she couldn’t

What happened? Is

Terence was indeed shocked.

granddaughter rushed to him in the middle of the night to tell him that

granddaughter was bleeding. How could he not be

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

continued to explain excitedly.

mean by good and

confused, but he was not

understand? My sister slept

she bled!”

what she was saying and a

Finally, that boy knows how to

just for peeing! Haha, I’m going to be

soon!”

knew her grandfather would be happy. Seeing

the night

on the other hand, stood outside

and granddaughter, thinking they were as

if Emmanuel really knew how to use his

the bullseye.

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

that, considering the Quillen family’s history of

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