He pressed his thin lips tightly together and, after a while, said, "Once I've made a decision, I never change it!"
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Night descended heavily over the Quinn Family mansion. Edward Quinn stayed in his mother's room, never having left. Hanging directly in front of him was the portrait of the late Mrs. Quinn.
"Why did you do it back then? And why, at the very last moment, were you unwilling to tell me the truth? Did you wish for this secret to remain forever hidden? Or did you know the worst outcome and chose to say nothing?" Staring at the portrait, Edward Quinn murmured to himself.
He had many suspicions, the worst being that the child might have long been dead, and perhaps his mother had known this, which was why she chose to remain silent.
A plum blossom watch, J City accent, a man of approximately 177 centimeters in height, possibly aged between 27 and 35. If that man is still alive, he should be around 50 years old now.
