"You don't need to be afraid. Maybe after being locked up for so many years, his hatred should have faded by now. Besides, with President Reed around, he won't let you be in danger again."
Quinn's stiff expression improved slightly, but her face was still pale.
Her gaze instinctively scanned her surroundings, as if afraid Ryan would suddenly appear from somewhere.
That was how it was back at the orphanage.
When she was completely unguarded, he suddenly took her away.
She could not forget the fear of facing Ryan alone at that time.
He was like a lunatic, completely indifferent to the fact that she was just a child, mercilessly punching and kicking her.
He really wanted her dead.
If she hadn't climbed a tree, if someone hadn't come just in time to save her, she wouldn't be alive today.
If he comes out and still won't let her go, then she...
Her hands tangled together tensely and helplessly, "I... better go back to the ward."
The assistant nodded and followed her upstairs.
