Chapter 1388: The Opportunity to Make Up for Him

Chapter 1388: Chapter 1388: The Opportunity to Make Up for Him

Robert Powell knit his brow, but he dared not go against his mother. He wanted nothing more than to reunite with his daughter, so he could only nod, "We’ll do as you say, mother. Quinn has grown up beside me, and she has become my own daughter. Just because Xaviera’s back, I can’t simply disown her."

The expression on Madam Powell’s face softened a little. "You can go and find her. But after she comes back, if she isn’t fit to be a young miss of the Powell family, we can’t add her to our family genealogy yet. She can temporarily live with us as a relative, until she qualifies to be the young miss of the Powell family. Understand?"

Jimmy, standing by the doorway, let out a helpless sigh. He had heard the same words from Madam Powell more than twenty years ago. Back then she’d said, ’I can allow her to come into this household. But they can’t get married yet. If she isn’t fit to become Madam Powell, she’ll have to live with us as a mistress until she qualifies to be Madam Powell.’

Back in the day, the Lord had agreed. Once inside, the woman had behaved herself, treating people kindly, with an extraordinary grace. She was a well-bred lady through and through. But Madam Powell still did not allow the two to marry. In the end, Miss Nina Hughes never ended up marrying the Lord.

Actually, even now, Jimmy was unsure if Miss Hughes had really loved the Lord. After all, if she really loved him, why would she just up and leave?

Madam Powell glanced at Robert Powell, her eyebrows knitting together in impatience. "Go and bring her back quickly. I want to see what this girl looks like."

Robert was beyond excited. He hadn’t thought about what the situation would look like when he brought his daughter back home.

Elsewhere, Jacob Powell knocked on his sister’s door. With Quinn Powell lying quietly on the bed, she lowered her gaze in disappointment when she saw him enter. "Brother, did you... find her?"

Jacob looked at his obedient sister, his expression complex. For a moment, he didn’t know how to respond.

Back then, he had used hypnotism on Xaviera Evans and Quinn. Quinn has a kind heart. If she knew that he had sacrificed his own sister to save her, she wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Jacob was silent for a while before finally taking out a photograph from his bosom. "Quinn, this is her."

Quinn stared at the photograph, a fleeting flash of murderous intent in her eyes. She softly asked, "Are you and dad both going to look for her?"

Jacob’s voice was a bit hoarse, "Yeah, we’re leaving tomorrow. Quinn, have you met her before?"

Quinn’s round eyes were full of confusion. After a brief moment of thought, she shook her head, "I haven’t. I don’t go out much over the years, how could I have met her?"

Thank goodness she doesn’t remember...

Since Quinn hasn’t recovered her memory, then Xaviera should not have either. Even if she comes back, she won’t remember the painful memory of the past. He would treat this little sister well, with him meditating between her and Quinn, he is sure they will become good sisters.

With that realization, Jacob’s anxieties eased and he finally found the courage to face Xaviera. His mood suddenly lifted. If heaven was giving him this chance to atone, he wouldn’t miss it.

These past years, he had been plagued by guilt, from time to time he would have nightmares. He would dream of the moment when Xaviera jumped off the cliff. Fortunately, Xaviera was still alive, or he’d be living the rest of his life filled with guilt.

Quinn suddenly clutched her chest, her expression in pain.

Jacob immediately came back to reality, looking at Quinn worryingly.

Her petite face was incredibly pale, her slender eyebrows furrowed, she whimpered in pain as a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth. She laid on the bed feebly and said: "Brother..."

This one ’brother’ brought Jacob to his wits’ end. His thoughts of Xaviera had been thrown out of the window, right now all he was concerned about was the sickly girl in front of him. "Quinn, don’t be scared, I’ll call the doctor!"

"Leave it, brother, don’t go. I know my own body... It’s no use to call a doctor, just stay with me."

Quinn smiled weakly: "If it hadn’t been for dad adopting me all those years ago, I’d probably be dead by now. Being able to stay by your side all these years, I’m already very happy. I will cherish every day from now on. Brother, please don’t be sad for me. I’d like you to live a happy life."

Jacob’s eyes welled up, "How could I possibly be happy without you? Don’t worry, you’ll be alright, I’m going to call a doctor right away!"

With that, Jacob hurriedly ran out. Quinn looked at his retreating figure, her eyes slowly growing cold. A triumphant smile appeared on her face, a stark contrast to her feeble appearance just moments ago.