Chapter 1297

As long as Matthew and Moshe were still in Freybourne, the threat to me and the children could not be lifted. It’s really frustrating to think about.

When I got home, I suddenly found out that Quentin had actually come. He paced back and forth in the yard, looking very anxious. Our car had just pulled into the yard when he hurriedly came up to greet us.

At the same time, my two children also came out to greet me. I ignored Quentin and just bent down to hug my two children.

“Mommy…” Essie nuzzled into my arms and said, “Mommy and Daddy, where did they go today? They didn’t take me and Roddy.”

I touched her little head with guilt in my heart and said, “Today mommy and daddy went out to do something, but daddy brought toys for you.”

“Really?” Essie happily went to hug Reynaldo.

Reynaldo lifted her up and kissed her chubby cheeks, saying, “In a few days, daddy will take you out to play. Daddy will play with toys with you at home first, okay?”

“Mm, with daddy accompanying Essie to play, Essie is happy wherever she is,” Essie said, and then she planted a big kiss on Reynaldo’s face, which made Reynaldo very happy.

Roddy suddenly tugged at my sleeve and pointed to Quentin standing on the side with a complicated expression on his face, saying, “This man, is he your uncle? When he just arrived, Madisyn wouldn’t let him in. He called me and Essie to come out and play, but Madisyn wouldn’t let us. Is he a bad person?”

When Quentin heard Roddy’s last words, a flash of hurt crossed his face. Before he could even speak, Madisyn was already coming over in this direction.

Madisyn glanced at Quentin sideways and walked over to me, saying, “Mr. Duffy said he wanted to see you. I thought since he was rude to Ms. Duffy before, I didn’t let him in. Then I was afraid that he would hit the children, so I didn’t dare to let the children get close to him until you came back, and then I dared to let the children out.”

When Madisyn said these words, Quentin was both angry and upset, with red eyes. He angrily said, “They are all my nephews. I spoil them so much, how could I possibly have any ill intentions towards them?”

“That’s not necessarily true, after all, you have hurt Ms. Duffy before,” Madisyn said unapologetically.

Quentin became even angrier, but he had nothing to say, just looking at me pitifully. Thinking back, he was also "the young master of the Duffy’s villa" in the past. He was never harsh with his servants and would reward them at any time when he was pleased. At that time, the servants at home really liked him. The whole family almost “got along with him” from top to bottom. Madisyn sometimes acted more like a mother, nagging him to drink less and spend less time with his “bad influence” friends. But now, people were still the same people, and the Duffy’s villa was still the same Duffy’s villa. Everything has changed after all. Those past memories, when recalled, only bring sadness and irony.

I looked at Quentin faintly and said, “Madisyn is right. It’s better for you not to come in the future. I don’t want my child to be in any danger.”

After hearing this, Quentin’s face showed a hint of hurt. He sadly said to me, “Do you also think that I have lost all sense of decency and would hurt my own nephew?”