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Chapter 180 Hub! Quinlyn, do you have friends from abroad? Tid one of them send you something delicious? Elowyn walked in from the garden, holding a bouquet of blooming roses Quinlyn closed the lid, picked up the package, and turned back with a sweet smile.

It's just a toy I bought. I'll take it upstairs first." She spoke calmly as she made her way up the stairs. Joseph happened to be coming down. As he passed by, he caught a faint whiff of blood. "What's that?" Quinlyn glanced at him but remained silent, continuing up.

Joseph narrowed his eyes and turned around. The moment he pushed open Quinlyn's bedroom door, he was met with a gruessight, inside the package on the floor was a freshly severed, bloodied head.

No matter how composed he usually was, the sheer shock of the scene made Joseph's stomach churn.

He steadied himself, turned his gaze away, and shut the door before sitting down in a chair nearby. "Is it Lionel?" "Yes." Quinlyn examined the cut at the neck before turning her attention to the box. She reached inside and pulled out a card from one of the inner walls.

The message was scrawled in bold, sweeping strokes. [Quinlyn, stop digging. Be good. The handwriting looked familiar.

Quinlyn opened her laptop and ran a scan of the handwriting through DigitalKey Group's system. The result stunned her; it belonged to Warren.

Joseph picked up the card, still perfectly sealed and untouched by blood, and frowned. "Did he kill Lionel?" Quinlyn shook her head. "I don't know." Even if Warren hadn't done it himself, he was definitely involved.

This was a warning. Warren was telling her that Lionel had powerful backers, and she was stepping into dangerous territory.

Joseph wanted to curse Warren for interfering, but at the stime, Warren had effectively eliminated any chance of Quinlyn being targeted in retaliation.

"What are you going to do?" he asked.

Quinlyn thought for a moment, then tucked the card into a book and called Bennett. The task force arrived shortly after.

When Donny saw the head, he was dumbfounded. "No way. I was watching all night outside. When the hell did this thing get delivered? I didn't see a damn thing." Donny was a key investigator in the biotech case, and his skills were beyond question, but now he was seriously doubting his own eyes. "Are foreign operatives really this good?" Quinlyn didn't mention that this was the handiwork of DigitalKey Group's former chairman. With his network, getting a package delivered unnoticed was nothing. And with Lionel dead, their trail had gone cold.

Worried about the safety of the pregnant women, Quinlyn made a trip to the welfare hbefore the new school term started.

The newly established Quinlyn Welfare Home, located next to a hospital, was now full of expectant mothers. "After the sentencing, sof them were suicidal. The atmosphere was pretty grim for a while. But after you promised to 1/3 3 80% Chapter 180 help with their families, they started pulling through.

"Now, they're just waiting to give birth. They'd rather do tthan carry these babies any longer Chester was thrilled to see Quinlyn and kept talking the entire way.

As the person in charge of the Quinlyn Welfare Home, Chester now managed dozens of people, and over time, he had becnoticeably less annoying.

"Any babies born yet?" Quinlyn asked.

"Yeah, three on the second floor. They all have caregivers looking after them." Chester led Quinlyn down the second-floor hallway and easily navigated to the nursery.

Through the glass, Quinlyn could see tiny infants lying in their cribs.

A few mothers had just finished feeding their babies and were stepping out. When they saw Quinlyn, they froze for a moment. After Chester introduced her, they all bowed in gratitude. The youngest among them was only twenty.

"Ms. Yates, if it weren't for you, I don't know what I would have done. I was terrified after getting pregnant, and even now, I can't believe I actually had a baby." One woman sobbed, her voice choked with emotion.

There was no warmth or tenderness of a new mother in her face, only fear and regret.

Most of them had been desperate, lured into the schwith no way out.

At first, they thought helping someone else have a baby, for a few months of effort and hundreds of thousands of dollars, was a great deal.

But as their bellies grew, as stretch marks formed, as their meals were strictly controlled, and as they lived under constant surveillance, the reality set in.

And when they first felt the baby moving inside them, an overwhelming panic took hold, consuming their entire being. The fear nearly drove them insane. By then, it was too late for regrets.

Quinlyn watched the woman crying and thought of Lisa, who was about the sage.

'If I hadn't saved them, they would have made the schoice Lisa did, erasing their babies out of fear, Quinlyn wondered.

She turned her gaze to a girl sitting in the corner and walked toward her.

"Ms. Yates, hello." The girl looked flustered as if embarrassed by the size of her belly. She instinctively tried to shrink it under her clothes. "I just wanted to see what newborns look like. I'm due in a few days." She tried to smile, but her discomfort made it look awkward.

Quinlyn slowly reached out, placing her hand gently on the girl's belly. Through the fabric, she could feel the small life inside. She couldn't help but smile.

"If you don't want the baby after it's born, I'll raise it. I have plenty of money. Just please don't hurt the child, okay?" said Quinlyn.

0 The girl froze as if she couldn't comprehend why Quinlyn would offer such kindness. But after a moment of hesitation, she nodded. If someone was willing to take responsibility for her reckless decision, that was the best possible outcome.

Chester, equally surprised, followed Quinlyn into the nursery and walked to a spot by the window.

There, a small, beautifully made crib held a baby girl, just over a month old. She was adorable, reaching out her tiny hands toward the toy dangling above her.

2/3 Chapter 180 Quinlyn leaned on the crib railing, watching the baby. Before long, the baby noticed her too, and stretched out her hands, babbling softly.

'Does she wantto hold her?' Quinlyn wondered.

She frowned slightly, observing the baby for a moment before turning to Chester. "How do I hold her? Chester couldn't hold back a laugh. Quinlyn looked just like she did in the lab, deep in thought over a pile of das 'She's still just a girl herself, Chester wondered.

With a grin, Chester stepped in to show her. Quinlyn bent down, carefully slipping her thin arms under the baby "Look, I did it!" she said excitedly, turning back to Chester.

Chester gave her a thumbs-up. "I see. You're amazing." Holding the baby close, Quinlyn walked over to the window, showing her the lush green trees and the patches of blue sky peeking through the leaves.

"This world is beautiful, isn't it?” she whispered to the little girl, yqiqe You don't have parents, but I'll be here as you grow softer than usual hd her voice up. "This place is safe. There's food, warm clothes, and when you learn to talk, you can go to school."

Chester didn't fully understand why Quinlyn was saying these things. But for a brief moment, as the dappled sunlight fell across her face, he felt like he was watching her mend a quiet, hidden regret.

The hospital's security was airtight; no suspicious individuals had been spotted. The newborns were all in good health. No unusual cases had appeared. The dark secret hidden on the hospital's second floor seemed to have vanished along with Lionel's death. But Quinlyn knew that hand behind the scenes was still out there.

Somewhere in the world, more criminals like Lionel and Mariano would emerge, restarting the svile industry all over again.

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