Bonnie could not help thinking that the knife Charlotte had used had not been clean, so she would not stop worrying until a doctor checked Jim’s wound.
Jim furrowed his brows but did not reply and instead allowed Bonnie and Gwen to take him out of the room.
After the three of them left, Luke glanced coldly at a pale-faced Quentin and said," Mr. Simms, they've already given you the evidence you wanted.
"Even Charlotte herself admitted her true identity, and she even attempted to harm someone once again.
"With all this in mind, you must agree that Bonnie has won the bet, hasn't she?"
Quentin narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.
A glimmer of hatred flashed through his eyes as he glanced at Charlotte, who was being restrained by the guards.
He should not have taken pity on her!
He had known since the start that this daughter of his was utterly useless, yet he still took pity on her and tried to help her!
Not only had he failed to protect her, but their relationship was exposed, too!
Quentin's stare was so cold and penetrating that Charlotte could not help lifting her head when she felt his gaze.
Their eyes met as she lifted her head, frowning, and glanced in his direction.
She curled her lips into a smirk and said," Didn't you say you'd protect me, Father?
Didn't you promise that you'd protect me at any cost?"
She burst into laughter and continued," Well, you have no choice but to fulfill your end of the promise, Quentin. Otherwise... there's no telling what I'd say to Joshua if I get taken away."
It was clear that she was trying to threaten Quentin.
A glimmer of malice crossed Quentin's gaze.
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