Chapter 437: Chapter 437: Wish I Could Kill That Scumbag Myself! (Part 1)
Casper North showed disgust: "Go ahead, go ahead, those waiting outside are probably going crazy."
The silly husky grinned foolishly, showing off a goofy smile, fantasizing about the date with the little female dog while trotting to open the door.
The person outside was almost going mad with anxiety, and when the door was finally opened, they were startled by the sight of a furry dog head.
Very quickly, Quinn Thorne regained his senses and darted past the silly husky, rushing inside.
Elias Hawthorne was surprised to see who had rushed in: "Quinn, why are you here?"
"Boss Hawthorne." Quinn greeted briefly and frantically rushed to Raina North, asking anxiously and excitedly: "Where is she? Where is she?"
Raina blinked, looking puzzled: "Who? Who are you talking about?"
"Anya Forrest! I’m looking for Anya Forrest." Quinn’s desperation was almost out of control: "I saw her, I know she’s back! This time it’s not an illusion!"
Raina’s expression darkened upon hearing Quinn’s words: "I don’t know, I don’t know who this Anya Forrest you’re talking about is."
"How could you not know!" Quinn’s voice rose: "On that day at the trial, she clearly entered the courtroom with you! She even sat beside you, defending you at every turn!"
"Really?" Raina’s expression was indifferent: "How come I don’t recall such a person? Is my memory failing, or did Young Master Thorne accidentally see wrong?"
"Raina! You think denying, refusing to admit can cover it up? I’ve already said, I’ve seen her! Since she appeared here in Southgate, her whereabouts can’t be hidden anymore!"
Raina remained expressionless: "If that’s the case, why are you coming to my house ranting? Do you assume that as a woman with a child, I’m a pushover you can bully at will?"
"Are you truly not going to speak?" Quinn’s expression turned cold, his demeanor becoming sharp: "If that’s the case, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
With that, Quinn took a sudden step forward, striking at Raina like lightning.
Raina didn’t move, and just as his hand was about to grab her, his wrist was caught.
Quinn looked in surprise at Elias Hawthorne, who had intervened: "Boss?"
Elias’s handsome face was tense, holding a look of displeasure: "Quinn, you dare to attack your sister-in-law right in front of me, do you not regard me as your big brother?"
"No way, Boss. How could I not regard you as my brother? I, I’m just too anxious. Boss, you know very well what Anya means to me, she’s my life!"
Saying this, Quinn’s eyes couldn’t help but redden.
Seven years.
Seven long years, two thousand or more days and nights of torment, he doesn’t even know how he endured it.
As brothers, Elias Hawthorne watched with a cold gaze, understanding naturally. He looked at Raina: "Raina..."
"Why are you looking at me? I really don’t know." Raina wore an innocent expression, but her eyes held a cold glint.
Quinn’s deeply emotional demeanor appeared indeed touching, but what echoed in her ears was Anya’s comment that day, spoken with a smile.
[I know he loves me, so I killed myself to get back at him.]
Even ants cherish life; if not driven to absolute pain and despair, how could Anya choose such a drastic way to exact revenge on a man.
If she hadn’t just learned that the shameless heartbreaker Anya spoke of was Quinn, she would have long found ways to eliminate this scum, sparing Anya the trouble!
"Raina..." Elias Hawthorne suppressed his inner doubts: "Busy all day, you must be hungry, right? I asked Aidan Lynch to send dinner, he should be arriving anytime now."