NovelOnlineChapter 1371 Cody yanked her up, dragged her to a quiet spot outside, and said, "Look, you're on your own now. I ain't helping you anymore. Watch yourself." Quinn gave a quick nod. "Yeah, got it. Thanks." Cody let out a heavy sigh, wanting to tell her to stop wandering around. He was seriously worried her language issues would get her into a mess.
But it was clear he couldn't change her mind, so he just shot her a look before heading off to find his family. Quinn waited until he was out of sight before turning and heading in another direction.
She'd already scoped out the funeral hall and didn't spot Alexander, so she had to search somewhere else. The place was huge, with courtyards and crisscrossing paths everywhere. Easy to get lost, and she was no exception.
Not exactly lost, more like she never knew where she was to begin with.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe just kept walking and looking around. As she went on, there were fewer people, and the path got quieter. Was she about to stumble into someone's bedroom or what? With fewer folks around, she started feeling jittery and guilty. Empty places were definitely off-limits, and if she got caught, she'd be in deep trouble.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw three people coming her way, and she quickly ducked behind a tree. Even though she thought she was hidden, every move she made was being watched and displayed on a computer screen.
The guys in the monitoring room were chatting. "This chick's acting weird. Should we nab her?" Another guard chimed in, "I think she's with the Logan family. If we grab the wrong person, it's gonna be a mess." They exchanged looks, unsure whether to catch her or not. She was almost at the host's room.
Letting her keep going wasn't a great idea, so someone went to report to the Lynch family. The guard rushed to the funeral hall but unexpectedly bumped into someone at a corner. Both of them stumbled back a few steps.
When the guard looked up and saw who it was, his face went pale, and he stammered, "Mr. Lynch..." Everyone knew the newly returned Lance was frail and in bad shape. After the collision, Lance clutched his chest, looking pale as a ghost.
The guard trembled, reaching out to help but too scared to touch him, afraid a single touch would make him collapse. His arm hung awkwardly in mid-air.
Lance looked up, frowning at the guard. "Why are you running?" The guard stammered, "I need to report to the master. There's a strange woman in the backyard." "A strange woman?" Lance asked.
"Yeah," the guard replied.
Lance extended his hand. "Show me." The guard quickly pulled out his phone, opened the surveillance footage, and handed it over. "It's her." On the screen, the woman was looking around, occasionally scanning signs with her phone for translation.
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Lance stared at the screen for a bit, then calmly looked away. "No need to bother my father Just escort her out. Just escort her out?" the guard confirmed. "Yeah, escort her out without making a scene," Lance replied.
The guard thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Quinn had no clue she'd been spotted. She hadn't seen anyo m in't seen! cameras and kept wandering through the quiet courtyards.
All the houses and courtyards looked the same. She had no deaf she was getting but or just going in circles.
She didn't even know how to get back to the funeral hall.
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