CHAPTER 1977

A split second later, Samuel smiled and replied, “I would’ve forgotten about this if you hadn’t brought it

up. Yes, you still owe me one.”

Quentin smiled in return. “I know this slipped your mind probably due to your busy schedule, but I’ve

never forgotten about it at all.”

With that, he took off the cross that had been hanging around his neck and placed it on the table

between them. “Since you intend to use this favor to protect Malcolm, I’ll do as you wish.

“Here. You can take this back.”

He was just about to stand up when he suddenly paused as though he recalled something. Then, he

took out a stack of cash from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Samuel glanced at it, frowning. “What’s this?”

“A reward for helping me pray for deceased souls.” Quentin pointed at Joshua and Luna, both sitting on

the bench outside, and explained, “One of them wants to pray for Lucy, and the other, Colin Landry. As

for me, I don’t have anyone I want to pray for, so please help me pray for Quentin instead.

“Also, Lucy and Colin too.”

Samuel glanced at the two people waiting outside and sighed. “Are you sure you want to pray for Lucy

and Colin? You know fully well that they died because of,”

“Let’s not bring up the past,” Quentin interjected him coldly. “I have some stuff to take care o f, so I’ll be

off now.”

With that, he turned and strode out the door.

As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly paused. “I know that Luna and Joshua have

come to you to learn the truth about what happened; they’d never have come so far just for a useless

piece of shit like Malcolm, so watch your mouth, Samuel.

“You and I are both walking on thin ice now, so if anything happens to me, I will bring you down with

me!”

With that, he pushed open the door and left.

Samuel furrowed his brows as he stared at Quentin’s retreating figure.

Not long after he left, Luna and Joshua were brought into the room by the same priest.

Samuel greeted them, smiling. “I have to thank you, Mr. Lynch. If it weren’t for you, Malcolm wouldn’t

have come to seek refuge with me.”

“You don’t have to thank me.” Joshua took the cup from Samuel and took a small sip from it. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Then, he lifted his head to stare at him and said impassively, “I thought that Quentin would’ve taken

Malcolm away, judging by the number of people he brought with him, but it seems that he chose not

to.”

Joshua was a little perplexed by this. After all, Samuel and Quentin were probably enemies. Quentin

had inherited most of the fortune that supposedly belonged to Samuel, and Granny Quinn treated him,

an adopted son, better than she treated her own.

Besides, Quentin’s intention of coming here was to capture Malcolm, but when he tried to eavesdrop

on their conversation, he had not heard any raised voices or signs of a conflict.

It seemed as though…capturing Malcolm was just an excuse for coming to see Samuel for another

reason.

As soon as he thought of this, Joshua lowered his head, but he then caught sight of the cross that

Quentin had taken off.

He narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when Samuel quickly tucked the cross away

and smiled at Joshua. “No matter how rough and tumble he acts in front of everyone, he will still be

respectful to me. I’m his big brother, after all.”

Seeing that Samuel did not want to talk about Quentin, Luna let out an exhale and quickly changed the

topic. “Father Samuel, I’ve found the ring I lost, and I managed to get my hands o n the other one too.

“We’ve both seen the videos embedded within them.” Samuel’s expression darkened upon hearing

this.