After pausing for a moment, she continued, "Now that I think about it, maybe it was because my father knew I wasn't biologically related to the Quinn Family that he wanted to get me this longevity lock."
Only in this way can it make sense why my father insisted on getting the longevity lock at that time.
"So, I just got a little injured, but managed to retrieve this longevity lock for you. It was worth it, wasn't it?" Daniel Harris smiled and said.
She suddenly felt a heaviness in her chest, as if her debts to him were constantly increasing.
"Daniel Harris, don't be so good to me. I can't repay it," Mabel Quinn said earnestly.
"Then just don't think about repaying it. Back then, when you were good to me, did you expect me to repay your kindness?" he asked.
"But..."
"Alright, if you really feel bad that I got hurt retrieving the longevity lock for you, then accompany me somewhere this weekend," he said.
"Where to?"
