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Chapter 134 ☐☐☐☐☐, 78% "She's from the border. She's a lookout, not a city girl. She lives in the village where we bought the wine. She's a liar!" Harriet's voice was shrill and rapid.

She feared that if she spoke any slower, she would be taken away.

The spacious tent fell silent for a moment.

Bill and the others looked at her in shock, then slowly turned their gaze to Quinlyn.

Lookout? We captured a fellow lookout? It can't be, they thought.

Barrow, sitting steadily at the table, had an inscrutable look on his face. His amber eyes scanned Quinlyn. “Is what she says true?" Quinlyn didn't move, continuing to eat lamb as if nothing had happened. "Yes." Barrow, fearing his bowl would be emptied if he ate too slowly, also picked up his fork. “Then how did you end up in the city? I heard you were doing quite well." Quinlyn appropriated a dish of sauce from him. "I impersonated the daughter of a rich man." "Oh, the one who was kidnapped by those people who got burned a few months ago? They've got guts, taking on dozens of rich kids at once," Barrow said.

"Yes, one of them died midway, and I took her place." Quinlyn said.

"That's a good idea. You've got a smart head on your shoulders." Barrow laughed.

As they talked and ate, both ended up overeating.

Harriet stood there, dumbstruck at the sight of the two of them lounging in their chairs with full stomachs. She stood there with her mouth open, at a loss for words. "This is not what I expected.' After accidentally learning the secret in the village, she had clutched it to her chest, planning to use it as a trump card at the crucial moment.

But things ended up differently.

"You... Quinlyn is... a fraud.” She repeated this sentence blankly, then met Barrow's fierce gaze.

His gaze seemed to physically examine her. "Look at you. You haven't suffered much on the way, have you?" Harriet was taken aback, not quite understanding.

"These men of mine deal mainly in adults, rarely children, so they're rough and don't know how to take care of you." Barrow nodded toward Bill and the others, picking his teeth all the while.

"Setting aside the bumps and bruises of the journey, that train ride alone would have left a normal woman less than whole. Yet you cthrough unscathed.

"There's only one answer: your little companion was protecting you, just like how she purposely took the farthest seat to give you space. It's a shyou're a traitor. All her help was wasted on you." Harriet was unaware of these things and felt only confusion. 'Her help? Wasn't it just that twith the drug addict?' The rest of the time, Quinlyn had barely paid her any attention. When she was getting along well on the train, Quinlyn had 1/3 12:11 Tue, 25 Mar Chapter 134 only occasionally given her a piece or two of bread, while enjoying so much more delicious food herself. $.78% +5 "No, she didn't. She's always looked down on me, been jealous of me, and wisheddead. We're not companions!" Harriet shook her head wildly, denying their connection and not wanting to be seen in a negative light.

But Barrow, with his vast experience, merely scoffed, shook his head, and turned to Quinlyn. "Why bother saving someone like her? Forget it. Get her out of my sight." With a wave of his hand, a henchman entered and hauled Harriet away with one hand.

"No, don't sell me! I'll be good, I can do anything, please don't..." Harriet's loud, desperate cries echoed through the tent, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.

Barrow scratched his ear and a sinister smile played on his lips. "Since you want to stay so badly, go to the dog- fighting arena. Whether you live or die depends on your own ability." The dog-fighting arena made Quinlyn wrinkle her brow slightly; she knew it was no good place.

But in her panic, Harriet didn't have tto think and just nodded recklessly. "I, I'm willing to go. If I survive, can I cback and stay by you like Quinlyn?" To her, wherever Quinlyn was, was a good place.

Barrow chuckled a couple of times and agreed readily.

The tent finally fell quiet. The broth in the copper pot had simmered away, and Barrow patted his belly and spoke. "Well, have you thought it through?” "Yes, I'll follow you," Quinlyn replied without hesitation; it was the best choice for now.

"Alright, then start by learning the rules in the tent," Barrow said.

The ones who were most delighted by this were undoubtedly Bill and the others.

Before leaving, they gave Quinlyn sparting advice. "Since Barrow keeps you by his side, you'd better shape up. Or else Ms. Lynch will definitely cback to skin you," they said, combining threats and encouragement, and saying it in front of Barrow.

After everyone left, Barrow paid no attention to Quinlyn and lay on the sofa, stretching out for a nap.

Quinlyn knew he wasn't asleep; his breathing pattern was off. So she curled up in a corner. A few minutes later, soft snoring began.

Barrow opened his eyes and, looking at the child who had dropped off, was amused. "Damn, she falls asleep faster than I do." Not stealing, not robbing, and not jumping to take charge was Barrow's first impression of Quinlyn.

In the afternoon, Yolanda called Bill to ask about the outcome. Unable to decide, Bill went to consult Barrow again.

"Hey, baby girl, it's just a kid; I'll take care of her for you. Alright, don't get so upset over this. I'll send you another 3 million dollars. Go buy whatever you want," Barrow said.

Yolanda hung up in anger, shocking Bill into holding his breath.

"Wow, this girl's temper is really getting worse," Barrow sighed, handing the phone to Bill. "Sometimes I can't tell who's the boss." Quinlyn's eyebrows twitched at this.

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Bill shuddered and forced a smile, "Ms. Lynch is just throwing am tantrum. It's good for a girl to have stemper, otherwise, she'll get pushed around." Barrow threw the phone on the table, snorted, and nodded at Quinlyn. "What do you think?" Quinlyn understood and said calmly, "I don't think you should keep someone who wants to take your place." Bill glared at her. "What a nerve! Who does she think she is to talk about Yolanda and Barrow's relationship? But then Barrow clapped and laughed. "Well said; young and fearless"

Barrow then told Bill, "Yolanda's been distracted by her love life lately; the shipments have suffered. It's tto bring in snew helpers." Bill was startled. 'Is Barrow planning to replace Yolanda? But didn't she save Barrow's life before? He left in a fluster.

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