Chapter 377: Joseph Quinn

Raylee didn't deny it. “I was indeed engaged to Jeremiah. But after his death, our engagement was called off.”

“Damn. I didn’t expect you and him…” Halston said irritably. “No wonder Mr. Foucault took a liking to you; so this was the reason all along. I can’t believe how despicable he is!”

Even though he is supposedly dead, he refuses to leave his fiancée behind. Is this a sign of true love? It’s more like he’s hogging her, to me.

“What does my affair with Jeremiah have to do with Mr. Foucault?” Raylee questioned. “Do you know some kind of secret? Tell me quickly.”

“I don’t know, I don’t know anything,” Halston shook his head in denial.

Raylee knew he wouldn’t reveal it easily. That’s okay. I have all the time in the world to gradually get it out of him.

“What kind of person is your boyfriend? First, he stole my original warm-up routine, then he took my granddaughter-in-law,” Alfred said fiercely.

“Get him over here right away,” he demanded. “I want to take a closer look at this guy to see what makes him so special that he dares to be so audacious!”

After he finished speaking, he clutched his chest, coughing heavily twice.

Hugh shook his head, saying, “Alfred, don’t let your imagination run wild. You’re too old for any kind of shock. I understand your longing for your grandson, but you must face the harsh reality—he’s gone. Sigh, let’s hurry back to your room. It’s time to take your medicine.”

“No, I must meet her boyfriend!” Alfred stubbornly demanded.

Raylee had no choice but to reassure him, “Alright, alright. Once he’s back from his business trip, I’ll ask him to come over and meet you.”

“That’s more like it.” Alfred nodded, returning to the house with Hugh.

After taking a few steps, he circled back: “Young lady, I didn’t think much of it when I saw your photo before. Seeing you in person today, you really do resemble an old friend of mine with the surname Quinn…”

Raylee knew she wasn’t a part of the Goodridge family, and neither was she the housekeeper’s biological daughter. Before her grandmother passed away, she was left with nothing but a letter and a self-destructing box, meant to guide her in uncovering her origins.

Upon hearing Alfred’s words, she couldn’t help but feel curious.

“An old friend with the surname Quinn? Do we look alike?”

“May I ask, Old Mr. Lorimer, where is this old friend of yours now?”

Shaking his head, Alfred said in frustration, “We lost contact. That jerk vanished without a trace ages ago. He completely ruined the life of my goddaughter, Anne!”

Hugh joined the conversation. “Alfred, are you talking about Joseph Quinn? That guy abandoned his wife and daughter to go abroad years ago and has never been heard from since. It’s been over twenty years, hasn’t it? No one knows if he died over there or if he chose not to come back. Let’s not talk about that person anymore. It just makes my blood boil!”

With that, Hugh then dragged Alfred away.

Rushing to catch up, Raylee asked, “Old Mr. Lorimer, Old Mr. Mulligan, could you tell me more about this Joseph Quinn? And what about Anne, where is she living with her daughter now?”

9:08 AM

Chapter 377: Joseph Quinn

Hugh anxiously said, “Enough, enough, someone quickly help Alfred back!”

The two security guards quickly assisted the two elders back inside.

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Raylee wanted to chase after them, but Halston stopped her. “Ray-Ray, don’t bother asking. You won’t get anything out of it.”

“What’s wrong? Are you aware of what happened!”

“How could I not? They talked about it countless times already,” Halston rolled his eyes in reply.

“If you really want to know, come to my place. I’ll tell you everything in detail.”

“Your place! I thought you moved out?” Raylee looked at him, puzzled.

Halston leant forward, saying, “No, I’ve been living here since I was a kid. Even though I’ve moved out, I still have a room here. I come back now and then to keep Grandpa company. Let me show you my room. The dog Grandpa can do lots of amazing tricks!”

“I’m not interested in your dog, nor in going to your room!” Raylee declared with a huff, perched on a nearby stool.

“If you don’t spill the beans today, I’ll make sure to get it out of you, even if I have to break your legs. As for appearance, you have to describe it even if you don’t want to!”