In the past, Bonnie never had kids of her own and she did not know about Harvey, so she could not understand the pain and struggles of being a parent.
Now that she had Harvey, however, as well as the little fetus growing inside her, she finally understood what it was like to be a parent.
A monster like Quentin did not deserve to be someone's father!
"What the hell are you talking about?" Quentin could not help frowning when he heard this. He swept his cold gaze over the two women who were restrained by Jim's men.
One of them had their head lowered, whereas the other met his gaze head-on,
with a hint of resentment in her otherwise fearless gaze.
He narrowed his eyes. "That's utter bullshit! How can I possibly have a daughter? I haven't even taken a wife, so where would my daughter even come from?
Granny Quinn, who was still lying in the bed next to them, could not help sneering when she heard this. "That's right; how can Quentin possibly have a daughter? That's nonsense!"
Quentin's expression darkened as soon as he heard this.
He furrowed his brows and glanced again at the two servants, then shifted his gaze onto Bonnie. "Ms. Craig, there's only half an hour left on our three-hour limit. Have you managed to find Charlotte down there? If you haven't..."
He curled his lips into a smirk and took out the contract he had prepared beforehand." Why don't we get this done with?"
Bonnie narrowed her eyes.
"Why are you so eager to get this over with, Mr. Simms? We still have half an hour left, don't we?" said Jim as he strode over to Bonnie's side and put an arm around her shoulder. "She's willing to sign the contract with you on two conditions."
He lifted his head to glance at Quentin before continuing, "Firstly, we want to take this girl named June away with us because she's my friend’s daughter. I'm willing to see past the suffering you've inflicted on her while she was imprisoned here, on the condition that you let her leave with us.
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