Victor Hawthorne looked confused, "What?"
"Why would I want to settle for someone like her, who has nothing going for her besides her looks, instead of living my life happily?"
The problem is, having someone like July Quinn as a girlfriend is a nightmare!
Saying a few words that don’t agree with her would earn you a good beating.
Susan Carter couldn’t help but complain when talking about July Quinn.
But he seemed to forget that he was speaking right in front of July Quinn.
"So, what exactly is the relationship between you and her?"
Victor always felt that there was something strange about the atmosphere between Susan Carter and July Quinn.
Susan Carter’s grumblings about July Quinn seemed genuine, not an act.
Yet in front of July Quinn, he seemed to be at her beck and call.
If they’re not lovers, then what kind of relationship is it?
Or maybe employer-employee?
"Me and her..." Susan Carter was about to rant.
Just then, July Quinn suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
The force was not small, almost knocking Susan Carter to his knees.
Susan quickly looked up, only to see July Quinn smiling sweetly at him, "Answer carefully, this could be a life-or-death question."
That’s... really frightening!
So the original words at the tip of his tongue were forcibly swallowed back, and after much deliberation, he gave Victor a bittersweet smile.
"Me and her... parent-child relationship!"
Victor scratched his head, "She’s your daughter? But you two look nothing alike!"
Susan Carter, being in his thirties, could indeed pass for July Quinn’s dad at first glance. Official source is NoveI★Fire.net
Hearing Victor call July Quinn his daughter, Susan wanted to laugh.
But catching a glimpse of July Quinn’s icy, murderous gaze, Susan hurriedly spoke up indignantly.
"How could you have such poor eyesight, kid? She’s not my daughter, she’s my dad!"
"Are you guys joking?"
Victor imagined all sorts of relationships between July Quinn and Susan Carter, but never thought July Quinn could be Susan’s dad!
"Can something be a joke?" Susan even looked ingratiatingly at July Quinn, "Right, Dad?"
July Quinn nodded as if it were a matter of course.
Today, delivering chicken soup to July Quinn yet again turned his worldview upside down!
Early in the morning, Old Master Keaton was preparing, as usual, to go for a walk with his birds.
Just as he picked up the birdcage, he felt a pressure in his chest, unable to catch his breath.
With a clatter, the birdcage fell to the ground.
The butler, who had just been about to fetch bird food, turned around in panic upon hearing the noise.
He quickly rushed over to support Old Master Keaton, who was clutching his chest.
"Get someone here quickly!"
Soon, the Keaton Family came rushing over, and immediately got Old Master Keaton to the hospital.
Outside the emergency room, Old Mrs. Keaton wiped her tears quietly.
Despite often scolding Old Master Keaton, their relationship was genuinely loving.
The two had been together for so many years, growing old side by side, never truly having a serious fight.
So she couldn’t imagine how she would live on if anything happened to Old Master Keaton.
Maybe everyone knew that the old couple couldn’t live without each other, as the Keaton Family now had a very heavy mood.
Including Kyle Keaton.
He initially intended to find July Quinn early that day, but rushed over immediately upon hearing the news of his grandfather’s critical condition.
Watching his grandmother’s secretly tearful back, he too felt somewhat lost and out of control.
No matter how much power or money one has, life and death cannot be controlled.
This desperate feeling kept bringing inexplicable images to his mind.
"Family and friends can’t accompany me through my life; only you can. Without you, nothing has meaning."
"As long as I have breath, I won’t let you suffer any harm. Because... you are my life."
He tried hard to promise a future to someone.
But when he tried to see that person’s face clearly, a sharp pain hit his head.