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Chapter 150 It took ten years to uncover the truth, and it all started because of Yolanda's greed.

Quinlyn stood outside the interrogation room, staring at Yolanda inside. She couldn't comprehend it, thinking, Jtreated Yolanda like a true friend, so how could Yolanda be so cruel to her? Did she have no heart at all? Inside the room, Yolanda was still yelling at Raymond. "You're lying toagain, Raymond. Do you even have a heart? I loved you so much and gave you everything, but you just tricked me.” "I do love you. When I said I wanted to marry you, I meant it," Raymond said, his face full of sincerity.

"Then why are you betraying me? You dug through my room for evidence, gettinglocked up?" Yolanda snapped.

"My love for you and your crare two different things. The crmust cwith consequences. Helping the police is my responsibility," Raymond replied.

"To hell with your responsibility. What about me? What should I do?" Yolanda yelled.

"I can wait for you. If you're sentenced to ten years in prison, I'll wait. If you get a mandatory life sentence, I won't marry anyone else," Raymond said.

"You idiot! I don't need anyone to wait forto get out of jail. Get out of here!" Yolanda screamed, nearly throwing a chair at him.

Raymond quickly backed away, looking scared. When he saw Quinlyn, he tried to greet her cheerfully like nothing was wrong.

He said, "Hey, didn't expect to see you here. Are you here to visit Yolanda, too? But she's pretty worked up right now. Maybe you should wait a bit before going in." Quinlyn stared at him, her eyes full of confusion. "She's going to prison. Aren't you sad?" "Of course, I'm sad," Raymond said with a nod seriously, his face sincere. "But my promises are real. I care about her, and whether she's in jail or not doesn't change that.” Quinlyn thought to herself, 'I guess this is what they mean by everything has its vanquisher. Yolanda's encounter with Raymond is her inevitable downfall. Now, all that's left is her testimony, and Raymond will be the one to get it.' She turned to leave, not really interested in why Yolanda wanted to kill her. She was more focused on telling Quinton the whole story later that night and letting him decide whether to tell the Lynch family.

"Hey, wait!" Raymond called after her. "Quinlyn, you'd be perfect for the lead role in my new movie. You should really think about it." He knew Quinlyn didn't want to be in front of the camera. He'd asked his agent Luke to reach out to her a few times, but her assistant always turned them down. Still, he wanted to try again.

Quinlyn paused at the door of the police station, turned to look at him, and said calmly, "Is this the price I have to pay for you helping me?" "Price?" Raymond looked confused for a moment and then quickly realized what she meant. He laughed. "No, it's just my civic duty. It's got nothing to do with this. You can say no if you want. But I'd really like it if you said yes." His eyes were sincere, but the redness around them told her he'd probably been crying in the car on the way here.

Quinlyn remembered when Raymond had asked her if she had witnessed Yolanda's misdeeds that day. The ssunset, the slighting, and Raymond in front of her always seemed so warm and pure.

1/8 16:33 Wed, 26 Mar Chapter 150 79% +50 At that moment, she finally believed him. She believed everything he'd promised was real. After thinking for a second, she nodded and smiled. “Alright, I'll do it,” In the evening, everyone else found out that Quinlyn would shoot a movie. Though they thought it was risky, no one tried to stop her. After all, there was no way to be on constant alert to protect her.

Plus, the border patrol had stepped up their efforts, and over time, fewer people knew about Quinlyn's past or her true identity, A month later, the Hill family hit it big when they discovered oil at the Oasis Center. They becinsanely wealthy almost overnight.

The women who had returned hto reunite with their families were quickly recruited back to the border, officially joining Hill Group as employees and helping with oil development.

This time, it was an official, legal project. The pay was high. The benefits were great, and it boosted the surrounding small towns. People cfrom everywhere to join the construction. It turned things around and also raised the status of women at the border.

As for the other two businesses, the powerful women who ran them were pushed out and had nowhere left to thrive. They had to move their operations overseas. Eventually, they found it impossible to continue their businesses at the border, and things started improving there.

Meanwhile, Quinlyn's elementary school summer vacation started. While the other kids went out to play from the very first day, Quinlyn went straight to the film set. The world-famous director, Niklaus Duarte, insisted Quinlyn stay with the crew for three months, "Originally, you were supposed to train for six months. Look at the other kids-they were all handpicked. This isn't fair to them. You're going to slow down the action scenes," Niklaus said, criticizing her.

Niklaus wasn't holding back with Raymond either, especially since Raymond had rejected the original lead actress. He was clearly frustrated, and he didn't think much of Quinlyn, either. On her first day, he scolded both of them.

"Niklaus, Quinlyn was my choice. You've got no reason to yell at her. You can't yell at me, either. You agreed from the start that I would pick the lead actress. You never said she had to cfrom a training camp," Raymond retorted.

"You!" Niklaus was furious, but he knew Raymond, an outspoken guy, wasn't one to back down. There was no arguing with him, so he gave in.

"Fine. Hurry up and get the martial arts instructor to train her quickly. Let her do the dialogue scenes first, and we'll do the fight scenes later." Niklaus couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Looking at Quinlyn's tiny arms and legs, he reminded the martial arts instructor Bradley to take it easy on her and not break her arms.

It was Quinlyn's first ton a set, and her curiosity got the best of her. She looked around at all the people walking around with cameras, many of them wearing makeup, Raymond changed into another outfit, walking in front of the camera in a white robe. For a moment, he felt like a genius, so different from his usual self.

"Hurry up. It looks like they're starting over there. Stand at the very back and just follow along for now,” the O stage manager urged her. Once they got there, he quickly ran off to do other tasks, clearly busy. Quinlyn looked around at what seemed like an old warehouse, faint shouting coming from inside. When she walked in, she saw dozens of kids waving machetes at each other.

Her body tensed up, and without thinking, she reached into her pocket. Wait a minute. Didn't they say we're filming a 2/3 Chapter 150 movic? Why are there kids training to be killers here? she wondered.

Hey, what are you doing just standing there?" A man with bronze skin and a well-toned body walked up to her, noticing she was was new. He frowned, clearly a little unhappy. “You're way too thin. Not in a good shape, Bradley said. At this point, Quinlyn realized the machetes were fake. The kids were practicing, but their moves were more for show than anything serious. She relaxed a bit, thinking, "Thankfully, it's just a movie! "We don't have any props right now, so just practice like this for now, Bradley said as he couldn't find any prop machetes, just as he was about to give up, Quinlyn spoke up.

'No need. I've got my own Quinlyn said, pulling out a jackknife from her pocket.

A few minutes later, Bradley rushed to the front of the set, bursting into the stuwith a look of shock on his face. "Niklaus, where the heck did you find this kid? She's seriously terrifying!" At first, Niklaus had no idea what was going on. It wasn't until Bradley dragged him to the warehouse that he saw the scene.

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