Chapter 207
The man couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Oh, June, sweet June. It's a real shthat you and your
husband spent your whole lives working hard, only to end up raising a thankless girl. Do you even know how
your husband ended up behind bars? Or who set him up by planting his DNA at the scene? You have no clue how
sneaky Quinn really is. She's the reason your family fell apart, yet you still think she's a good kid. Letbreak it
to you your son's bedridden because of her. Quinn knocked him down herself because he kept following her
around, and people started mocking her for it. She couldn't handle it, so she found a way to get rid of him for
good. Don't askhow | know-I saw it with my own eyes. | was there trying to borrow money from Ashton, and
when he turneddown, | kept it to myself. You know what? You deserved it! It's only fitting that you were
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His words were sharp and cut right through June's heart. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed on the spot. "Quinn
isn't like that. She isn't..."
The man gave a sneering laugh, as if talking more might somehow ease his own bitterness. "June, do you know
how much I've squeezed out of the Bradford family over the years? Almost ten million, but Quinn only ever gave
| would've taken her out myself. How can a woman be so nasty? Damn it! Just thinking about her makes my
blood boil. She's ruthless, with bodyguards to boot. If | hadn't groveled back then, I'd be without my arms and
legs."
As he recounted this, he started trembling. "How can someone be so evil and such a convincing actress? |
thought she was just a sweet little thing at first. Ha! She fooled us all."
He turned to Clara, "A million and a half, are you serious?"
Clara tried to help June up, but June was too overwhelmed by her sobbing, shaking so violently she looked like
she might pass out.
"June, you've got to calm down."
June found it almost surreal, her nails digging so deeply into the ground they bent backward, She just felt no
pain. She wiped the tears from her face. "Do you have any proof?"
The man shrugged. "She's too smart to leave any evidence."
Quinn was careful about covering her tracks.
Clara chimed in, "Try calling her."
The man's face darkened. "No, | can only message her, and I've had someone try to trace the ID she uses. It's
overseas, and whatever she's doing, it's untraceable. She's hadin her grip for years, and I've thought about
fighting back, but..."
Clara took a deep breath. Even if they dragged this man to the Bradford family, as soon as Quinn started crying,
everyone would side with her. She stayed quiet, listening as the man continued.