Chapter 221: Chapter 221
Damian Quinn has a strong ability to understand people’s minds; he immediately saw through Jocelyn Sterling’s thoughts, and his expression turned serious and solemn.
"Auntie, I know what you’re thinking. The Quinn Family has taken care of Crystal Joyce over the years only because the Joyce Family once did a favor for my parents. I swear by my life that I have never had any other thoughts about her, it’s just repaying a favor."
Upon hearing this, Jocelyn Sterling’s complexion became pleasant again.
As the saying goes, the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more pleasing the son-in-law becomes.
Jocelyn Sterling’s attitude towards him became much warmer, "So that’s how it is, we misunderstood before!"
Seeing her attitude softening, Damian Quinn’s thin lips curved slightly, "Auntie, can you agree to the marriage between Serena and me then?"
Before Jocelyn Sterling could finish her words, she was interrupted by the hurried arrival of Ivan Everett.
But when he saw Damian Quinn, Ivan Everett’s face instantly soured, clearly not fond of him.
Damian Quinn slightly lowered his eyes, inexplicably showing a somewhat wronged expression.
Sure enough, Jocelyn Sterling spoke up displeased the next second, "Be nicer. Why are you so harsh on Damian?"
Reprimanded by his wife, Ivan Everett couldn’t help but secretly glare at Damian Quinn standing nearby.
This brat, what the hell did he do? How did his wife’s attitude towards him suddenly improve?!
"Auntie, Uncle seems not to like me very much." Damian Quinn spoke leisurely and gracefully, looking particularly gentle and polite, "Now that Uncle is here, I’ll be leaving first and visit you next time."
What kind of tea talk is this?!
Ivan Everett’s mouth twitched as he glared at him even more irritably.
"Stop glaring!" Jocelyn Sterling discontentedly gave him a slight tug, then turned to Damian Quinn with a gentle face, "Alright, Damian, come by next time to play, and I’ll cook some delicious food for you!"
After watching Damian Quinn leave, Ivan Everett spoke, extremely aggrieved, "Honey, you’ve never cooked for me, why are you cooking for that brat Damian Quinn?!" Content orıginally comes from novelꜰire.net
Jocelyn Sterling glanced at him, "Can you compare with a son-in-law?"
Ivan Everett looked shocked with wide eyes.
"Weren’t you the one who said you would never agree to this marriage? And didn’t you also complain that Damian Quinn was too old for Serena!"
"Hmm?" Jocelyn Sterling immediately feigned ignorance, "Did I say those things? I don’t remember."
Ivan Everett was helpless: "Honey, you can’t be !"
"Not listening, not listening!" Jocelyn Sterling seemed to think of something and laughed, "Serena is so beautiful, and Damian is also handsome. Their baby will be so good-looking! Therefore, I agree to this marriage!"
Thinking about his precious daughter becoming someone else’s, Ivan Everett felt very upset.
"Does your disagreement matter?" Jocelyn Sterling rolled her eyes at him, "I don’t agree with your disagreement!"
After Summer Miller fell asleep, Serena Everett left the hospital room.
She had Elliot Everett escort Nancy Sutton back, so she now had to drive back herself.
Serena Everett swiftly mounted the motorcycle, striking a cool and stylish pose, causing the passing girls to gasp in admiration.
With a loud roar, the heavy-duty motorcycle tore out.
To take a shortcut, Serena Everett opted for a narrow path, but as soon as she entered, she saw a runaway car about to crash ahead.
In the out-of-control black car, two people were wrestling over a steering wheel, led by a man with tan skin and striking features, exuding a masculine charm.
He was entangled by five or six other people in the car but still managed not to fall behind, fighting for control of the steering wheel; though, if this continued, he would be drained of strength.
He was clearly aware of this too, but he had no other option now.
Several cars were closely pursuing the black car but couldn’t overtake it to stop them.
If they didn’t stop the black car soon, it would surely crash leading to death and destruction.
Serena Everett’s alluring almond eyes narrowed slightly; she didn’t hesitate to step on the gas, catching up with the runaway black car.
With a neat tail spin, the tires screeched with a piercing "screech," and the motorcycle successfully blocked the black car.
When the black car collided with the heavy-duty motorcycle, Serena Everett had already leaped from the bike.
With a loud "bang", the black car was forcibly stopped; relieved from struggling over the steering wheel, the man in the car promptly subdued and knocked down the sly, shifty-eyed people.
His moves were quick, ruthless, and precise, clearly evidence of specialized training.
Serena Everett’s eyes lingered on him with some inquisitive curiosity.
After subduing those men, the man, though injured badly, roughly wiped the blood off his face with his hand before finally turning his attention to his "rescuer."
"Thank you, young lady..."
Serena Everett replied indifferently, tossed him a small porcelain bottle, remounted her motorcycle, and without a moment’s hesitation, hit the gas, speeding off.
"Captain, if that young lady hadn’t helped you just now, you might not have survived!"
"Yeah, yeah, thank goodness for that young lady earlier. Did you ask for her name, Captain?"
The others hurriedly gathered, thinking back to the thrilling moment just now, feeling it was quite dangerous.
Steven Everett regretfully shook his head, "She left too quickly for me to ask."
"Captain, this won’t do! Such a life-saving kindness deserves to be repaid, you must find that young lady!"
"Exactly, exactly..."
Listening to these jokes, Steven Everett glared at them, "Get lost!"
But indeed, he should properly thank that young lady; when he returns, he’ll get his brother to help find her!