Simon quickly stood up and greeted, “Mr. Hawley, what brings you here?”
Julius covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed. Then he said weakly, “I’m here with my honey Quiana
When Quiana heard Julius intimate address, she had goose bumps all over her body and gave Julius a cold glance. “I’m not that close to you.”
With her hands casually in her pockets, Quiana was wearing caigo pants, a black trench coat, short boots, and had a small black bag slung over her shoulder.
“No matter how good–looking Quiana is, she has the vibe of a petty thug How could she be a celebrity? Winona judged in her heart. With jealousy flickering in her eyes, she gritted her teeth.
Mandy frowned and gently scolded, “Quiana, how can you talk to Mr. Hawley in that way?”
Julius slightly raised his eyes. With a fierce aura, he spoke coldly, “Quiana can talk to me however she wants,
Even Julius was just a frail guy and was disabled, a single glance from him was enough to make people shudder.
Rumor had it that Julius was moody and unpredictable, yet here he was, eagerly protecting Quiana,
Mandy and Simon thought it was a good thing but somehow they didn’t feel it quite right. They exchanged looks while both of them frowning
Xavier looked at Quiana and scolded in a deep voice, “Now all the people in Janiviele know you’re the young lady of the Larson family, yet you’re still fooling around? You should behave yourself.”
Quiana Taised an eyebrow. With her gaze sweeping over Simon and the others nearby, she tilted her head slightly. “Is this my home?”
Winona’s eyes twinkled as she smiled and said, “If this wasn’t your home, you wouldn’t have come back.
“I’m here,” Quiana’s eyes landed on Winona as her lips curled into cold, mischievous smirk, because you’re all looking for me.”
Mandy stepped forward with a face full of concern. “We had a hard time finding you and bringing you back. Of course we’re worried when you’re never home.”
“Okay.” Quiana nodded, looking like she understood: “Since there’s nothing else, I’ll leave.”
“Wait.” Seeing Quiana was about to leave, Xavier quickly spoke up in a deep voice. “I actually have something to ask you.”
Quiana stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look at him Xavier asked directly, “How many pils do you still have?”
Quiana narrowed her eyes slightly. “Ten.”
Xavier’s eyes lit up. He said with determination, “I want them all.”
Giving off the vibe of a ruffian, Quiana clicked her tongue and laughed. “Mr. Larson, are you planning to go broke?”
Mandy frowned. “We’re family. Do you really want to charge your elder brother?”
Quiana loaned against the door and raised an eyebrow. “If i don’t charge, how am I supposed to run a business?”
“He’s your elder brother, and I’m your morn,” Mandy said, wrinkling her brows. “Even if you give them to us for free, that’s how it should be.”
“Quiana,” Simon said seriously, “It’s just a few pills.”
“Well,” Quiana chuckled and clicked her tongue, “are you trying to get something for nothing?”
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„Dad.” Xavier stopped them before they were about to lose their temper. Then he watched Quiana indifferently and said. “Name your price”
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