Cotten coulinitieve how radiculous Oive was being. He never realized she could be this stupid.
gun tud bar yourselor the next few days, don’t go anywhere. Stay in your room and think about what you’ve done.”
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faltomares von gounding me? Olive shouted after him, stunned. “I don’t want to! Colton, I don’t want to be stack at
She dropped to the bong completely inraveling. How had she been exposed: She’d hadden everything so well.
Comm. It was unnai 1 Quman brought up that damn vintage tobacco tin, none of this would’ve happened. She did the HUDDE
Why wouldn’t shin sismear Winds sie just die? Yes. Quinn should’ve died!
Suddenly, thought indice Swiproliven cars and began retracing everything. Something wasn’t right.
Five hours passed. Olive lindin nowdrenswhere lies gar/Her emotions had cooled, and now she was silently going over the last few days, agan and again
Quinn had made someone a lunch ofhinonte arcchild family had suddenly started treating her differently Quinn hadn’t gotten angry when she was Jiumiisted–shemily asked for her old outfit back.
At the time. Olive had been too fhuseredio nooite Siebwalked rightinto Quinn’s trap
Quinn hadn’t returned without a reason. Whethieniinvaresvengers something else, whatever she came for, she’d gotten it.
Olive stood up and grabbed her phone
Meanwhile, the first thing Quinn did afternetrieving liepenwartinwas taken to repair shop.
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The outside was still in good condition it was the mechanismumititetisadhaid broken.
The old man behind the counter took off Ins glasses and hunted aut This kind of cratimanship Definitely belonged to nobility back in the day. Look at that casing Shame it doesn’t sichnymor
Then he gave her a firm nod. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix t
Quinn nodded and said, “Sir, one more thing. If anyone ask about this watch liegend to swting all
The repairman glanced up at her, then smiled.
“You’ve got nothing to worry about, young lady. I’ve been doing this tonicades. gecditati preces brakem and the people who bring them to me. This watch belongs to you. That means your buintes stays withi=m:
“Thank you,” Quinn said sincerely. She handed lama thick envelope of cash. That’s hitpoit tevoonyour hands
Getting the watch back had been a stroke of luck. But Olive wasn’t stupid once she gued out indiappened Kumm knew she’d come for trouble.
The old man gave her a polite nod. “In this line of work, we’ve got our own rules. If we larak them theres aplicou bett in the city.
Quinn gave a small smile, thanked him again, and left.
The moment she walked out, the repairman’s expression shifted. He stepped outside, checked the street and rel the door.
Chapter 23 The Pocket Watch
Finished
He ran a finger slowly over both watches, chuckled to himself, and whispered. “So that old man really thought it all through.”
Then he carefully put both watches back,
“All right, kid. If you’re someone he wanted to protect, then I’ll protect you too.”
Back at the Fairchild residence, Olive was tearing her rooms apart. She had everyone sort through her accessories, clothes. and handbags. Piles of shopping bags covered the floor.
The butler, Walter, stood respectfully with his back slightly bowed, reporting what his staff had found.
“Ms. Olive, we’ve traced nearly everything in that outfit. All the accessories were bought by you.”
“Anything suspicious?” Olive asked, sipping her coffee from the couch.
Walter pointed to the maid standing off to the side.
“Only the pocket watch. This maid said she placed it on your vanity.”
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maid’s voice shook. “Ms. Olive, I didn’t steal anything I found it near Mr. Norman’s room. I’ve seen you pieces before, so I thought it was yours and brought it upstairs.”
Olive narrowed her eyes. She looked nothing like the sweet, innocent girl she usually pretended to be. Her gaze was sharp.
Venomous…
“You’re saying you found it outside Grandpa’s room?”
Walter double–checked Olive’s online shopping history. “Ma’am, this watch doesn’t appear in any of your purchase records.”
So when exactly did the watch end up outside her grandfather’s room? And what did it have to do with Quinn? Why did Quinn care so much about that old thing?
Olive grilled the maid until she was satisfied she’d gotten everything.
Then she turned to Walter. “Fire her. And from now on, no one sets foot in my room without my permission.”
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