"I also feel sick at the sight of your face, but someone will like it." Quincy turned around and looked at Dina, "Take her into Justin's nightclub. She likes seducing the men, doesn't she? If she works there, she can do her favorite thing for the rest of her life. If she dares to run away, you should never hesitate to break her legs!"

"How can you be so lenient with her?" With a disappointed look on her face, Dina cast a glance at Quincy and ordered two servants to drag Lucille out of the yard.

Holding Wanda in his arms, Quincy walked to the sofa and sat down. He looked up at the crowd and said, "Malia turned out to be my darling, Wanda. She has been the victim of someone's plot. To my surprise, she has been by my side all the time."

Wanda felt uneasy in the face of the crowd. Dina winked at Quincy, supported Wanda with her hand and took Wanda upstairs, where Quincy's room was located.

"Aunt Liu, throw away all the things used by Lucille. Replace them with new ones."

"Yes, Mr. Qin."

Quincy lowered his voice, "I had intended to keep Lucille by my side for a longer time. I wanted to see

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o us." As Quincy walked out of the office, he frowned, kept recalling what he had done, and wondered how he had offended the higher-level authorities. He turned around to look at Malcolm and asked in confusion, "What have we done?"

Malcolm moved the corners of his mouth. They did a lot of things every year. He really couldn't tell whether they had offended the authorities by accident.

"We have never come into conflict with the authorities." This was the only answer that Malcolm could give. When they took actions, they never considered whether their projects were related to the authorities' interests, so he did not know.

Smiling and shaking his head, Quincy said, "The same question remains: how can I deserve so much attention of the authorities?"

A young man beside him broke into their conversation, "At this time, we can leave here temporarily so that we will not bear the brunt of our opponent. After all, our opponent is a higher-level official. He is too powerful for us to deal with."

"We'd rather die in the struggle than run away!" murmured Malcolm as he tapped the young man's head.