"This feels like we're invading Scarlett's privacy. It just doesn't feel right."
But Martha sensed something more beneath their words, leaving her confused and unsettled.
To her, Scarlett had always been a genuinely good person. She treated the Quinn family, and even the housekeepers, with humility and kindness.
Scarlett had even used acupuncture to ease their rheumatism, something that even the major hospitals hadn't been able to treat effectively. Thanks to her, the pain that once flared up whenever it rained or the wind blew had become much more manageable.
Whenever they were overwhelmed with work, Scarlett would jump in without hesitation, never minding the dirt or the hard labor.
In her spare time, she was often found reading. She was diligent and hardworking. To them, Scarlett was far more sincere and genuine than Lily.
It was strange, though. Despite Scarlett being the biological daughter, the brothers seemed to prefer their adopted sister, who had no blood relation to them.
They couldn't quite understand it.
Jonah struggled to accept that Scarlett hadn't returned, especially since tracking showed her location was inside the house.
Pinching his nose against the smell, he walked in and flipped on the light switch to the storage room.
Without Scarlett's regular care, the place had fallen into complete disarray. It had only been half a month, yet a thin layer of dust already coated the table.
Fallen leaves, carried in by the wind, were scattered across the floor.
Jonah looked up and finally noticed a large hole in the skylight.
The edges of the opening were already covered in cobwebs.
He remembered Lily accidentally breaking it while playing baseball, but she had clearly said she'd had it replaced the very next day.
So, how could it still be broken?
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