Chapter 363



Yvonne bit her lip as she heard it.

She looked over at Joel.

The man was sitting quietly behind the desk with his hands on it. However, his eyes, always smiling, were deep and bottomless.

He was staring at Yvonne, making her feel as if all her clothes had been removed. Those eyes seemed to be able to see right through her, but others couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

Yvonne lowered her head. “I admit I made a mistake, Joel. I shouldn’t have bought a pill like that and left it in the room, thus giving Madame Florence the opportunity to steal it. But I really didn’t break the law. Surely you can’t say I broke the law just because someone stole the pill I bought and poisoned someone else with it, can you?”

Joel narrowed his foxy eyes.

He sneered, “Yvonne, you think I made you come here to force you to admit your mistakes? You’re wrong.”

Yvonne was taken aback. Then, she heard the man’s rich, honeyed voice. He said slowly, “I’m not a policeman who needs evidence to convict someone of a crime. Nor do I need you to admit anything. Both you and I know that very well.”

His voice was soft, but it also sounded like a voice out of hell, making Yvonne’s heart sink little by little.

Joel stood up. “Since there’s no proof, I won’t turn you over to the police. Besides, you’re Uncle Ian’s daughter. Whatever treatment you should receive will have to wait until Uncle Ian wakes up. However, you no longer have to handle family affairs during this time.”

His words made Yvonne look at him suddenly.

As Ian’s only legitimate daughter, Yvonne had always enjoyed a very high status in the family.

In fact, legally, she had a closer relationship with Ian than Ian’s nephew Joel had with him.

So, while Joel managed the affairs of the company, Yvonne handled the affairs of the family. Even Florence, the housekeeper in charge of the family’s internal affairs, was only his assistant.

Why was Louis still suffering at her hands despite detesting her so much? It was thanks to the fact that she was the one in control of the finances!

However, was Joel going to deprive her of her authority?

Yvonne couldn’t help but reply, “Who do you intend to put in charge of managing the family’s affairs, if not me, Nora? You can’t do that. I’m daddy’s only daughter while she’s nothing but a shameful product of that woman’s betrayal of daddy. Aren’t you embarrassing daddy if you do that?”

Seeing that she was still arguing even now, Joel slowly lowered his gaze and said, “You can go now.”

Yvonne wanted to argue some more, but she knew Joel never changed his mind once he made up his mind.

She clenched her fists, took a deep breath and left the studio.

After she left, Quentin came out from somewhere, walked up to Joel and asked, “Are you really going to let her go like that, Joel?”

Joel rubbed his temples, feeling his head hurt.

He sighed and said, “Uncle Ian is still in a coma. As his only daughter, it’s best that nothing happens to him for now. If Uncle Ian recovers, he will take care of her himself.”

Joel, who had been raised by Ian himself, knew Ian’s character very well.

What he hated most were schemes and conspiracies of this kind.

Besides, it seemed to him that Uncle Ian didn’t seem to dislike Nora as much….

Quentin couldn’t help but ask, “What if Uncle Ian doesn’t get it?”.

Joel’s gaze suddenly turned cold. “Then it will be time for her to get married once the two years of mourning for Uncle Ian is over.”

As for who she’ll marry and how much money she’ll be given once she does, Joel had the final say!

Quentin nodded.

He and Joel had the same opinion regarding Nora: neither of them liked her very much. After all, she was someone who was constantly in the shadows. Nora’s thoughts were like his own, unable to get out into the open.

As he thought about it, Joel asked, “Has Nora woken up?”

The sensitive Quentin discovered that Joel’s term of address to Nora had changed. From the distant and alienated “Miss Smith,” it had become “Nora”… Ahem!

Quentin straightened his back and replied, “I don’t know. She was still asleep when I left. She seemed so lazy, she didn’t even work and only knew how to sleep every day in the past. But unexpectedly, she is actually the famous Anti? Thinking again, no wonder she’s so rich!”

“… Rich?”

Quentin nodded. “Yes. Don’t you know? Louis has already become her fan just because she’s rich!”

Joel couldn’t help but comment dryly, “What a promising future that kid has.”

“I know, right?”

Quentin curved his lips in disdain. “I, for one, won’t bend just because she’s rich. If she wants my recognition…. You’ll only get it if you’re the Big Sister of the Quinn School of Martial Arts!”

Joel: “…”

Quentin looked at him again. “What does our little cousin have to do to earn your recognition, Joel?”.

Joel looked at him, picked up the company documents from the table and said, “What a meaningless question.”

Quentin curved his lips in disdain.

Joel’s phone vibrated at that moment. He looked at it and discovered it was a text message from Tanya: “Please let me know when Nora gets back.”

Joel sent her a question mark.

Tanya responded immediately. As if she was eager to distance herself from him, she wrote: “Nora is not answering my calls, So I guess she’s still in detention! Cherry misses her mother. Tell her to pick up her daughter when she returns.’

Seeing the message, Joel immediately got up, grabbed the car key and went outside.

Quentin was taken aback. ‘Where are you going Joel, aren’t you going to wait for our little cousin to come home?’

Joel didn’t stop. He replied, “I’m going to pick up the little girl and bring her home.”

Quentin: “?”

‘Girl?’

Wasn’t it the weekend? It didn’t look like Mia had gone to the garden, though….

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Nora only left the room when she finished talking to Florence.

She didn’t really blame Florence. In fact, her loyalty to Ian made her sigh in admiration. How old were they now? There were still people who could go to such lengths for their masters.

No wonder Joel hadn’t thrown her out after taking over the family.

Morris asked, “How do you do, Miss Smith?”

Nora gave him her serious answer. “The soundproofing in the interrogation room is actually quite good. You might try using it if you ever have insomnia in the future.”

Morris: “…”

I was asking if Florence had said something!!! I wasn’t asking about the interrogation room!!!!!

But as he watched the unaffected woman in front of him, he was silent for a moment before finally saying, “I apologize for my earlier actions, Miss Smith. I’m sorry.”

Nora raised her eyebrows as she heard him.

Her lips curved into a smile and she suddenly said, “Apology accepted, Captain Ford, but I’d still like to ask a favor of you.”

“What is it?”

Nora lowered her eyes and asked, “Can you tell me what kind of case I’m on?”

Her head had cleared after waking up.

Morris was silent for a while. He looked up and stared at her for a long time, apparently considering whether he could tell her. Finally, he stepped aside and said, “Let’s talk over there, Miss Smith.”

Indeed, there were some things he no longer had to keep from her.

Nora nodded. She gave Justin a comforting look and followed Morris into the confidential room next door.

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