CHAPTER 2182

Luna’s entire body froze when she registered the bright red words on the paper. Bonnie quickly got

closer to her side when she saw Luna’s shocked look and glanced at the message written in blood.

[There is a secret door hidden in Granny Quinn’s bedroom.]

All of a sudden, Bonnie could feel the blood rushing to her head.

There was a hidden door in Granny Quinn’s bedroom! Granny Quinn’s room was the only place in

Quinn Mansion that was off-limits to everyone.

She was almost 80 years old and had only two sons-one had died, whereas the other had devoted his

life to priesthood. Her only two grandsons did not fare well either. Hunter Quinn was in prison, and

Malcolm was on the run, a fugitive that was cast out of the Quinn family.

As a result of these emotional repercussions, she had fallen gravely ill and was now not even capable

of getting out of bed anymore.

Despite this, she was well-respected by everyone she met. Not only were Joshua and Luke’s men

careful not to disturb her rest, but not even members of the Quinn family dared to enter her room

without permission.

Therefore, if the secret door that led to wherever Charlotte was hidden were concealed within Granny

Quinn’s bedroom…it would make sense why Joshua and Luke’s men could not find it!

However, Bonnie did not care about this anymore. She wanted to find Charlotte. This is from .

She also had to preserve the 30% of Craig Group’s shares she had put on the line! As soon as she

thought of this, Bonnie stepped forward and turned to glance at Joshua and Luke’s subordinates.

“Come with me! I know where they’re hiding!”

However, no one moved even an inch.

Joshua’s men were staring at him, awaiting his commands. Luke’s subordinates, on the other hand,

were also quiet Both Joshua and Luke broke out into smiles.

“Go on. If Bonnie has a new clue, you guys should follow her.”

Quentin, who was still resting in his rocking chair, chuckled when he heard this.

“That’s right. Quinn Mansion is only this big, and you’ve already searched all the places you can think

of.”

“If Ms. Craig has a new clue as to where the prisoners are hidden, you’d better go with her, but if not…

you shouldn’t waste anyone’s time, Ms. Craig. After all, you have less than three hours left.”

Bonnie narrowed her eyes when she saw how confidently arrogant Quentin was. She curled her lips

into a smirk replied,

“Mr. Simms, do you think…the secret door in Granny Quinn’s bedroom is a new clue?”

Quentin’s entire body froze mid-rock. The color drained from his face, and he immediately sat up,

staring daggers at Bonnie.

“What the hell are you talking about? How can there even be a secret door hidden in my godmother’s

room?”

“We’ll find out soon enough.” Jim strode over, angling his body between Bonnie and Quentin, and

stared at him impassively.

“Didn’t you just say we can search anywhere we want in this house within these three hours, Mr.

Simms?”

“If we go now and manage to find the secret door, we might be able to find what we want, but if we

don’t…you’ll still be getting your hands on that money in three hours, won’t you?”

Then, he reached out to grasp Bonnie’s hand and strode toward Granny Quinn’s bedroom. Bonnie was

dragged along behind him, and the only thing she could see was the outline of his strong, muscular

shoulders and handsome face.

For a split second, she suddenly felt as though the old Jim, the man who constantly put her needs

above anything else, had returned.

“Don’t you dare!” Quentin leaped out of his chair.

“My godmother isn’t doing so well, and if you so much as touch a single strand of hair on her head, I’ll

make you pay for this!” Jim froze in his steps but did not even turn back.