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Chapter 103 Where Did You Think I’d Go? Quintin’s back stiffened, and he turned to glare at Jack
before sheepishly smiling at Josephine. “Ignore him. I was merely dropping by to visit, but I guess
everything’s fine now that you’re awake.” Josephine signed, “How much did you pay for my hospital
fees?” “It wasn’t much. Don’t worry about it,” Quintin answered, feeling slightly guilty. Josephine could
tell from the former’s clothes that he wasn’t a regular person. Similarly, she believed he likely came
from a prestigious background since he could attend the social event earlier. With that in mind, she
decided to repay him some other time, so she changed the topic and signed, “What orphanage were
you talking about?” Lips curving into a smile, Quintin explained, “It’s the welfare association my dad
previously set up. He stopped running it, so I took over. However, I realized how pitiful the less
fortunate. are once I visited the place, so 1 occasionally volunteer there and keep an eye on the
association.” “Oh, so that’s what he means by teaching kids there. No wonder he saved me. Most
average people would avoid me like the plague once they find out I was in Lewis’ car,” Josephine
mused and nodded. She then signed, “You’re amazing.” “That’s nothing,” Jack piped up, “Quintin also
started an animal shelter. Many stray cats and dogs now have somewhere to stay because of him.”
Hearing all that made Quintin flustered, so he shrugged it off. “I’m merely doing what I can to help.” In
the two, Josephine saw a kind of vitality and vigor that she seldom noticed in others or herself. Her
eyes twinkled with envy at how the two could pour their efforts into doing meaningful things and
whatever they liked. Noticing the disappointment in her eyes, Quintin couldn’t help but ask, “What’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwrong? You don’t seem happy. Hmm. How about this? I’ll take you to see all the cute cats and dogs
once. you recover.” Josephine was in the middle of a nod when she held herself back, shaking her
head instead. While she wanted to go, she knew there was no way Lewis would allow it. Thus, she
signed, I’m not interested, but thank you.” At the same time, she thought, “If Lewis won’t even let me
see Mrs. Jinkins, it’s less likely he’ll approve of me visiting an animal shelter. I’ve already gotten Avery
in trouble, so I can’t let the same happen to these two kind men. It’s probably best if I distance myself
from them.” “That’s a shame,” said Quintin, “But it’s okay. The offer still stands for whenever you
change your mind.” With a nod, Josephine motioned, “How much are my hospital fees? I’ll pay you
back.” Quintin raised both hands at once. “No, it’s fine. The fees aren’t that much. It’s barely enough to
afford me one bag of kibble.” Josephine lowered her gaze and fell silent. Feeling awkward, Quintin
looked around while he asked, “Oh, right. Do you need me to help contact your family?” “No, I’ll head
home later,” she motioned. “O-Okay. I’ll be on my way, then. If you ever want to contact me, you can-
um, well, text me.” Immediately after saying that, he placed his card on the table before leaving with
Jack in tow. Only after the two left did Josephine retract her gaze. On the other hand, Lewis drove back
to Alvarez Manor. Seeing the gates of Alvarez Manor, Sierra’s face paled at once. “Why did you bring
me here?” Lewis coldly stared at her, questioning, “Weren’t you the one who insisted on joining me?”
Sierra was speechless but still defended herself. “How would I know you were coming here!” “Where
did you think I was going?” “I thought you were looking for that mute! Ugh, forget it! I’ll head home on
my own,” Sierra huffed while opening the car door to leave. She didn’t like the place, as the
housekeepers glanced disapprovingly at her during her last two visits. It offended her that someone
with a lower status judged her like she were trash. Sadly, Sierra didn’t have a name in society. While
she dared to behave arrogantly in the outside. world, she knew she had no right to do the same in
Alvarez Manor. Thus, she had to tolerate. everyone’s judgment whenever she visited. The worst part of
being there was that Sierra had. to face Nancy, Lewis’ mother. Nancy would always find things about
her to insult. “Hmph, I have a great life. Why would I force myself to kiss up to that vile woman?” she
scoffed in her heart. Another car arrived beside her, blocking her path before she could leave. When
she saw who it belonged to, her face froze. The backdoor of that car opened to reveal Daphne carrying
her baby. “Oh, Sierra. What are you doing here” She saw Lewis getting out of the driver’s seat and
instantly snickered, “Lewis hasn’t brought you over in a long time. Shall we go in together?” Sierra
chuckled dryly before declining, “No, it’s fine. I’ve got something else to do. Maybe next time.” “But you
can’t hail a cab here. Plus, it’s late, so it’s unsafe for you to travel home now. Why don’t you stay the
night?” Daphne insisted. She despised Sierra but found the latter much more tolerable than Josephine,
so she kept things civil. Peering at Lewis, Sierra wanted to see if he would allow it. “I’ll get my driver to
send you home,” was all he said. That made Sierra’s lips twitch as she forced herself to maintain her
awkward smile. “Sure. That way, I won’t have to call a taxi service.” Lewis took out his phone and
called a driver over, and Sierra departed Alvarez Manor in no time. That was when Daphne looked at
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher brother with a stern frown. “Lewis, let’s talk.” As if knowing what she wanted to discuss, Lewis
instructed, “Get in.” Daphne hummed in agreement, handed her baby to the nanny beside her, then got
inside Lewis’ Maybach. She waited until Lewis drove to an obscure area before saying, “I thought about
it, and I’ve decided to sell my shares.” Lewis was toying with his lighter. Only after hearing that did he
use it to light up the cigarette. in his mouth. “Are you sure? “Mm-hmm. No matter what, I can’t stand by
and watch Seth take the blow. He’s Bambam’s dad and my husband, after all.” Daphne spoke
confidently. She had made this choice after battling herself all night over it. She even thought filling in
the missing sum would make Seth love her more. A slight smirk showed on Lewis’ face when he heard
Seth’s name. He took out the cigarette from his lips before turning to face Daphne. “Okay, I’ll have the
buyer come over tomorrow, and you can chat with them.” “Are they trustworthy?” “You trust me?” Lewis
responded with a question of his own. Daphne hesitated but quickly steadied herself and said, “Of
course. You’re my brother. Who else can I trust if not you?” “Good. You can head back. I’ve got
something else to do.” “Okay.” With that, Daphne exited the car and walked home since they weren’t
far from Alvarez Manor. It would only take her a few minutes to return. Lewis waited until she left before
driving to the city’s hospital. At that point, the doctor had given Josephine the clear to leave the
hospital. Ironically, she noticed the hospital name when she was about to depart. It turned out to be the
same place Mary was in. Without giving it too much thought, she ran toward Mary’s ward. Mary had
gotten placed in a regular three-person ward. Those spaces were often fully occupied, to the point
where patient beds lined the corridors. Everything seemed chaotic. Josephine couldn’t find Mary on the
first try, so she walked another round in the ward before. finally noticing Mary. A nurse stood beside
Mary’s bed and complained, “Seriously, what is up with these people? They drop off patients at our
door but don’t bother answering our phone calls or coming in themselves. How will we get their
permission to treat the patient, then?