"So, you and Dad agreed to adopt her?"
Nina Quinn pressed further, "Did you ask Grandpa whose child July Quinn is?"
If July Quinn is a child from a wealthy family, it would be problematic.
"Couldn’t find out. Your Grandpa only said he picked up the child outside, felt sorry for her, and wanted to find her a home."
"Feeling sorry for her doesn’t justify giving a 200,000 yuan support fee, right?"
Nina Quinn even suspected whether July Quinn might be Old Master Quinn’s child born later in life.
But if she really were Old Master Quinn’s child born later in life, then her paternity test wouldn’t have shown no blood relation to Charles Quinn.
"I think so too, but your grandpa is tight-lipped, can’t get anything out of him."
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If July Quinn is a child from a wealthy family, there should be some token or keepsake.
Nina Quinn had even thought that if July Quinn were indeed the daughter of a wealthy family, she would take July’s hair and token to acknowledge the family!
Yes, she would step over July Quinn, ensuring July never has a chance to rise.
But Amanda Ford revealed, "No, however, eight years ago when he returned to the country again, he invested in creating Gala Entertainment for us."
Back then, Amanda Ford suspected whether the money came from July Quinn’s biological parents.
Hearing this, Nina Quinn furrowed her brow.
Indeed, she remembered the Quinn Family’s situation truly improved eight years ago.
But was that money from July’s parents?
If that’s the case, it would mean everything she ate, used, and spent over the years came from July Quinn.
Yet, not only did she not feel the slightest gratitude toward July, but she also resented her?
Such an assumption was something Nina Quinn herself couldn’t accept.
So she spoke immediately, "This money certainly has nothing to do with July Quinn. Think about it, Grandpa worked hard outside for so many years, Grandma died early, he had no companion, so it’s normal for him to have saved up such money."
"But your Grandpa said that once July Quinn’s true identity is revealed, everything we have now will be taken back."
This was what Amanda Ford feared the most.
For this reason, even though she was displeased with July constantly suppressing Nina, she bit her tongue and endured it.
After hearing her mother’s words, Nina Quinn felt relieved.
She even let out a laugh.
"Mom, I thought you cared about July Quinn, but it turns out what you cared about was this!"
"What’s wrong with me caring? In the future, everything in the Quinn Family belongs to you. If it’s taken back, what would you do?"
Nina Quinn was always the most cherished child of the Quinn Family, so she was a bit taken aback that her mother seemed to be protecting July at her expense.
But Amanda’s honesty made her realize that her mother still cared about her, instantly dispelling her frustration, making her thoughts more active.
"You’re so silly, Grandpa is already dead. Can what he said before still hold? If we hold a press conference now and reveal July Quinn’s identity, can Grandpa come back from the grave to take the Quinn Group back?"
Amanda suddenly thought Nina Quinn made sense.
Old Master Quinn, dead as he was, couldn’t do anything to their family anymore.
But thinking of this, Amanda murmured, "But what about your dad?"
She worried that Charles Quinn might not agree.
"Don’t worry, let’s take action first, and Dad won’t have a choice but to agree, right?"
Nina Quinn smiled triumphantly.
If she could increase the Quinn Group’s market share dozens of times before marrying into the Callahan Family, her position there would significantly improve.
After a heated discussion, Amanda then transferred 400 million yuan to Nina, deciding not to interfere with the exposure matter.
In her eyes, the Quinn Group belonged to Nina anyway; she would take it over sooner or later, so it was good for her to gain some experience.
The two began to busy themselves, unaware that a pair of eyes had hidden outside the bedroom door crack, witnessing everything...