"Lucy has already passed away for so many years now, yet you still bring her up all the time. I wonder who’s the one who hasn’t let go of her, Mother?" Upon Granny Quinn's interrogation, Samuel curled his lips into a cold smirk and added with an impassive expression, "I guess what lingers the longest is guilt.”
Granny Quinn was so outraged to hear this that she widened her eyes in shock. "You!"
"That's enough," Malcolm furrowed his brows and interjected coldly, seeing that Granny and Samuel were about to get into another dispute. "You haven't come home in more than ten years now. Did you come home today just to upset Granny?
"Reverend Samuel Quinn, aren't you here to see Luna and me? Well, since you've seen us, shouldn't you be o n your way now?"
With that, Malcolm lowered his head to glance at the time. "The servant told us that you only had time for a cup of coffee, and that time is almost up now. If there’s nothing you want to say with us, please leave. Pardon me for not seeing you off!"
Samuel’s expression darkened when he heard this. He opened his mouth as though he was about to say something but suddenly caught sight of Luna, who was standing behind Malcolm.
Samuel narrowed his eyes and stared at Luna, curling his lips into a faint smile. "You're the woman that
Malcolm is going to get engaged to tonight, aren't you?
"Well, since you’re going to become my daughter-in-law in the future, it won't be too much to ask of you to send me off, will it?"
Luna hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded." Alright."
"Luna!" Seeing that Luna had agreed, Malcolm immediately grabbed hold of her hand and said, "You shouldn't go."
Luna remained silent for a moment but still removed her hand from Malcolm's grip. She replied in a gentle voice, "I think I’d better send him out. After all...he is your father."
With that, she let out an exhale and turned to glance a t Samuel, smiling. "Sir, please come with me."
Samuel narrowed his eyes slightly before finally turning to leave with Luna.
After the two of them left, Malcolm lifted his head to glare at Granny Quinn, icily snapping, "Didn’t I tell you not to let him return ever again?"
Granny Quinn, who had always been feisty and fearless, lowered her head guiltily, like a little bird caught by surprise. "He escaped from the mountains all by himself, and my men didn't manage to stop him
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