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Chapter 200 Chapter 200 Quinlyn's foundation launched a new legal aid program, focusing on protecting the rights of juveniles without legal representation in court.

Bella was the first beneficiary. With the funding, she would complete her studies, overcpsychological barriers, and have a bright future.

Before they parted, Bella made a promise. "When I beca lawyer, I'll csee you? "Okay, Quinlyn replied, seeing Bella off to the foundation's car.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, Quinlyn couldn't help but think back to when she saw Fiona off on a train. Fiona had promised to cback for her. Even though that promise never ctrue, Quinlyn figured she should be happy now.

On her way back, her phone rang. It was an unknown international number. As soon as she picked up, a familiar voice cthrough.

"I finally got through to you. Why did you go to a place like that? Get out of there right away. It's way more dangerous than the Special Operations, Warren said.

Quinlyn didn't expect the first call she'd get after leaving the villa would be from him. He sounded worried. "I'm okay, Quinlyn said.

Warren didn't believe it at all. He scoffed, "You're okay for now, but soon you'll be in deep trouble. Quinlyn, this tit was just a juvenile center, but next tmight be more dangerous. Mr. Anderson wouldn't want to see you taking such risks." At the mention of Edward, Quinlyn's hands on her lap curled up slightly. "Do you know how Edward is doing now?" "He's doing okay, getting ready for the surgery. They've picked the best institute in the world." Warren didn't say it directly, but Quinlyn understood. It was the best institute. If it failed, there was no hope.

"Quinlyn, you really shouldn't stay near Glenn. You need to leave as soon as possible. I'll cto pick you up, okay?" Warren insisted on taking Quinlyn away again.

But Quinlyn didn't want to leave. "I have to wait for Edward." Warren couldn't convince her, so he could only advise her not to get too close to Glenn.

After she hung up the phone, the car had already rolled into the city. It cruised down a tree-lined avenue, where old buildings with peeling walls stood tall next to the strong, mature trees.

Ahead was a school hidden among ancient towering trees. It was Briarwood University.

The car didn't stop at the school gate but went straight to the medical lab. Hidden behind this century-old school was the nation's top pharmaceutical research center. The white buildings looked both sacred and ancient.

Calvin, in a lab coat, was waiting at the door and greeted her warmly, saying, "Quinlyn, welcto Briarwood University." Quinlyn noticed the words "Briarwood University Medical School" embroidered on his coat and guessed that he had been accepted. She couldn't help but smile.

After what happened with Laura, he seemed more open-minded and gained a sense of calm and reliability. He even contacted Chester in advance.

At the hospital room door, they met. Chester clutched Quinlyn's hand, so emotional that he was almost in tears. "Thank you, 1/3 16:24 Wed, 2 Apr N Chapter 200 Quinlyn. Without your help, I have no idea what to do. Those bastards, I will sue them to the end 69% Quinlyn thought the mastermind, Jareth, was already ruined; he wouldn't be able to use his limbs again since he missed the chance for treatment.

The other youths were sent to a new prison, where they faced even more ruthless adults and a tough life, learning a lesson. They had a lifetahead of them to make amends.

Fortunately, Frank was sent here just in time, and with the lab's advanced technology, the surgery was successful. Quinlyn went in to see Frank, and Chester insisted on removing Frank's oxygen mask so Frank could thank her.

Frank was lying in bed, still with bruises on his face. He looked really thin from all the suffering he'd been through. But since he knew he wouldn't be disabled, a glimmer of hope shone in his eyes.

"Thank you. You helpedand my brother," he said. In the past month, Chester had often told him about Quinlyn.

"You're welcome," Quinlyn responded quickly. Noting his pale complexion, she soon left the room.

Before closing the door, she saw Chester gently using a cotton swab to moisten Frank's lips. Chester quietly laughed, asking. “I sneaked ssugar in. Is it sweet?" Quinlyn thought she was right. Chester was a good brother.

In the hallway, Calvin was still waiting. "The special class probably hasn't ended yet; their professor is strict. But I just got a message from Mr. Wilson. He askedto bring you over." Even during her month away, someone as calm as Joseph thought he needed to see Quinlyn to make sure she was okay.

Quinlyn missed her brothers. As Quinlyn left the lab building, she noticed many rooms were empty. "Are these rooms not used anymore?" Hearing this, Calvin gave her a significant look and said, "These were previously funded by a Biotech Group, but they've disappeared now." Quinlyn understood. She thought, 'It's my fault.' They got in the car to head back to the main campus. Each student had a different set of electives, but today, all three coincidentally had the selective.

Quinlyn waited in front of an old, quaint building. Soon, she heard footsteps approaching.

"Quinlyn!" Stanley was the first to rush down. He grabbed her shoulders, looking very concerned. "Are you hurt? Can't you focus on being a good student instead of getting caught up in all this mess?" Joseph was right behind and only slowed down once he got closer. Seeing her slightly thinner face, he frowned but quickly hid it. "Looks like you've gotten a bit taller." Quinlyn's ears perked up as she glanced at him. "Really?" She said, and instinctively stood on her tiptoes, feeling like she had grown taller.

Joseph chuckled, "If you want to grow taller, you need to eat and sleep well. Skipping meals isn't good." Hearing this, Quinlyn was taken aback and started stressing about her routine at the detention center.

Larry cdown the steps leisurely, seeing Joseph tease Quinlyn, and purposely added, "Never mind. If you end up short, I will get you sshoe lifts." As a result, Quinlyn's face scrunched up even more.

2/3 Wed, 2 Apr N Chapter 200 K 69% "Stop cursing my sister. I'll take you to sgood food. I've checked out all the nearby food spots" Stanley chimed in.

Stanley started leading her away, but Joseph reminded him. "The next class is with Sawyer. If you miss it, you might fail the semester.

"Can't you guys just sign in for me?" Stanley asked.

"No way," Joseph replied firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.

Larry didn't help Stanley either because he wanted to go. They made Stanley lose his cool. Stanley thought, You guys are so unkind.

"Then stop standing around here. Let's go!" Stanley quickly lookedm around, appearing more like a thief than someone skipping class. Quinlyn was just about to say she could wait for them to finish class, but before she could, there was a loud shout from upstairs.

"Stop right there!" Sawyer's voice was so powerful that it caught the attention of everyone in half the building.

Then they saw Sawyer, who was always composed and serious, m sprinting down the stairs and blocking Quinlyn's way. His eyes sparkled with excitement. "Quinlyn, we finally meet again," Sawyer said. They were speechless.

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