Chapter 1233

After Renee left Hunt Enterprise, she wandered around for a long time on the street before returning to Carmine Pawnshop.

When Margaret saw her, she was filled with both joy and worry.

“Miss Ren, you’re finally home! Please comfort Mr.

Everheart… he’s in a very bad mood.

H During the few days that Renee was away, many things happened to Carmine Pawnshop.

Quinton, who was usually rather spirited, suddenly became strangely downcast.

He locked himself in his room and neither spoke nor smiled, refusing to have any contact with anyone.

“Really? What a coincidence-l’m in a bad mood too.

He’s not the only victim in the world.” Renee scoffed, sounding rather aloof and reproachful.

As Quinton’s sister, she felt that she did have to help him resolve this bitterness and hatred inside him, but when she thought of what he did to Joanne… She understood why they called him a demon.

He was like a stranger to her now, and it made her heart ache.

Margaret looked at Renee in surprise and asked worriedly, “Miss Ren, what happened? Why do I feel like something is weighing on your mind now that you’re back? Did something bad happen while you were away? By the way, where is Mr.

Osborne?” “Yes, something happened to Liam.

He sacrificed his happiness for the rest of his life to grant my wish.

I owe him yet another favor…” Renee slowly clenched her fists, her eyes turning watery.

‘ But if I knew his sacrifice would have had such consequences, I wouldn’t have agreed to it.

It’s not worth it.” She shook her head, not knowing how she should face Quinton.

“Oh dear… Is there any way to rescue Mr.

Osborne?” Margaret asked anxiously.

“To tell you the truth, we lost contact with Chase after he got on the ship to transport treasure.

He was maliciously attacked, and it’s said that he sank into the sea with the treasure.

I guess that’s why Mr.

Everheart is so down.

We have to buck up and not let our enemies defeat us!” “Fine, I’ll go and see Quinton.” Renee took a deep breath and calmed herself down, then walked toward Quinton’s bedroom.

His bedroom was located in the northwest corner of Carmine Pawnshop, a region that had the dimmest light.

It was dark and gloomy all year round, and the room was cold even on a sunny day.

It was said that Joanna once stayed there too.

Renee usually just felt cold when she approached that area in the past, but now, she noticed a courtyard there.

It was a small area enclosed under a square roof, and now, she found it resembled a cage more than anything.

It was hard to imagine how Joanne survived in that dark place many years ago when she was not even twenty years old.

She had no freedom at all.

‘Quinton, that scum!’ Renee clenched her fists and cursed him inwardly.

A servant was standing outside Quinton’s bedroom, carrying a tray of food and pacing to and fro.

He seemed to be in a dilemma.

“Miss Everheart, you’re home.

Great!” The second the servant saw Renee, his eyes sparkled like he had seen his saviour.

He immediately smiled and said, “It’s been two days since he ate, drank, or spoke!We don’t dare to barge in either.

You’re his sister, so I’m sure you’re the only one who can handle this situation.” Renee nodded and took the tray of food, then said lightly, “You may leave now.

Let me handle this.”