The True Heiress Slays (Quiana) novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

“Help!” Carole shouted as loud as she could, yelling outside. “Thief!”

Winona frowned, appearing worried. “Quiana, you’d better leave now. Breaking into the manor and messing with Mr. Wilson’s painting. When the time comes, no one will be able to help you.”

Quiana simply replied, “Oh.”

As if she hadn’t heard a word they said, the continued doing whatever she wanted.

She didn’t care about them at all.

“You.” Carole was furious, her eyes darkened. “Quiana, this is my house.”

Quiana remained indifferent.

Carole gritted her teeth. “You’re finished.”

The grudge from the mall a few days ago,

determined to settle it today.

“Guards Carole called out

“What are you shouting for? So ingiolite Elliott ge a displeased reprimand

Just as she was shouting, an old voice suddenly came from outside the

“Granilpial” Catole was startled and hurried forward. “Grandpa, a thief broke into your yard and even messed with your painting”

Winona’s expression changed slightly, and she stepped back to watch the drama

Elliot frowned, “Who would dare touch my pain

painting?

Carole pointed toward the gazebo. “Her”

Eliott looked over and set the girl’s eyes

was mai ntarily surprised.

Carole thought he was angry and cried out, accusingly. “Grandpa, it’s this girl. The other day, when I was buying you a gift, she almost pushed me down the stains.”

Elliott acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing, striding toward the gazebo, clearly excited. “I thought you wouldn’t come.”

Quiana raised an eyebrow. “Since I’m in Janviette, I thought I’d stop by.”

Elliott had stayed in the main hall and hadn’t soon har. “Why didn’t you come through the front entrance?”

Quiana replied slowly. “Too many people.”

Elliott chuckled. “You’re something else.”

The two of them seemed very familiar with each other.

Winona and Carole looked shocked and in disbeliel

Carole stepped forward. “Grandpa, she messed with your painting.”

Elliot looked at the stone table, where a drawing of flowers in the pond was on the paper.

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added to the side.

It looked simple, but it was done in one stroke, showing incredible skill.

o you practice often?”

“Gratelpa,” Carole snapped back to reality and pulled