Chapter 321: Chapter 321

"Alright, I’ll listen to my darling."

Damian Quinn’s deep, magnetic voice was full of indulgence.

Watching this scene, Crystal Joyce’s hands clenched even tighter at her sides, her nails digging into her palms.

Aside from in front of Serena, she had never seen Damian Quinn being so gentle... Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel★fire.net

"Thank you, Master Damian, thank you, Miss Everett!"

Mrs. Langley immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then heavily nodded several times. Being kicked out of Imperia was far better than being thrown into the Black Vault!

No matter what, at least her life was spared!

With Mrs. Langley driven away, this farce finally came to an end.

Crystal Joyce bit her lip and spoke with an apologetic expression, "Serena, I’m sorry. It’s my failure to manage the people around me that made you suffer this injustice. I’m apologizing on behalf of Mrs. Langley!"

Crystal Joyce spoke flawlessly, leaving people with a good impression of her, and the servants started murmuring quietly.

"This is clearly all Mrs. Langley’s fault, but Miss Crystal took the blame herself. What a kind little angel she is!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Crystal truly is beautiful inside and out!"

However, Serena’s beautiful upturned fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, giving her a meaningful glance, before she casually replied, "It’s fine."

"You certainly didn’t manage the people around you well." Damian Quinn’s gaze on her was icy, hinting at a warning, "Take this lesson to manage your entourage better."

Listening to the man’s merciless scolding, Crystal Joyce’s face paled slightly, then she nodded tearfully.

"I understand, Damian! I will definitely be more careful and won’t let such things happen again."

Seeing her so pitiful and weak, Old Mrs. Quinn felt a tinge of sympathy but said nothing.

Damian’s scolding was justified, and she didn’t want to see such incidents happen again!

She couldn’t bear Serena darling suffering any grievance!

Noticing that Old Mrs. Quinn had no intention of speaking on her behalf, the gloom in Crystal Joyce’s eyes deepened, but her face still wore a pitiful expression.

"Grandma Quinn, Damian, I’ll head back now, I won’t disturb your rest!"

Old Mrs. Quinn immediately nodded, "Alright, Butler, see Miss Crystal off!"

Seeing no one had any intention to keep her, Crystal Joyce’s face grew even more unsightly, but she could only bear it quietly, following the butler out with a meek demeanor.

As soon as she stepped out of the mansion, Silas came to her, instantly noticing something wrong.

Seeing her reddened eyes, Silas became extremely anxious, "Miss Crystal, what’s wrong? Did anything happen? Did someone bully you?"

With Silas’s status, he had no right to enter the mansion, so he knew nothing about what happened inside.

"No, no one bullied me! Silas, don’t overthink!"

Crystal Joyce shook her head in denial, her red eyes making Silas even more sure she had been bullied.

Master Damian and Old Mrs. Quinn would never bully Miss Crystal, so it must have been that woman, Serena, bullying Miss Crystal!

Silas’s gaze turned fierce, "Miss Crystal, was it Serena who bullied you?"

"No! Serena treats me well, she didn’t bully me!"

Crystal Joyce denied immediately, but her eyes became even redder.

Seeing her , Silas became more convinced that Serena had bullied her, his animosity towards Serena deepening.

He must quickly think of a way to remove that woman, Serena!

Yet Silas didn’t see the fleeting look of satisfaction in Crystal Joyce’s eyes.

"Serena darling, tell Grandma why you refuse to sell the Aurora Encounter necklace to outsiders!"

Unlike her indifference towards Crystal Joyce, Old Mrs. Quinn’s attitude towards Serena was warmly affectionate, reaching out to hold her hand.

But before Old Mrs. Quinn could touch the girl, Damian Quinn pulled Serena close, his finely sculpted, art-like hand locking tightly around her slender waist, silently declaring his territory.

"Grandma, you’ve hogged Serena for so long already; shouldn’t you give me back my little fiancée?"

Hearing this, Old Mrs. Quinn playfully gave him a stern look, laughingly scolding, "You stinky boy, are you not sticking to Serena darling enough? Can’t you let her accompany me a bit longer?

Alright, alright, I won’t compete with you. I’ll give Serena darling back to you, and I’ll go rest!"

Though Old Mrs. Quinn’s words were of dissatisfaction, seeing their sweet relationship, her heart was filled with joy.

Not wanting to be the third wheel, Old Mrs. Quinn walked away quickly, and Serena’s delicate, moist lips curved involuntarily.

"Grandma is so adorable."

"Mm." Damian Quinn responded casually, then led the girl with her fair, delicate hand towards his bedroom, maintaining a serious expression as he spoke, "Darling, it’s getting late, you should rest."

Serena blinked her pretty eyes, "I’m going to rest, why are you taking me to your bedroom?"

The man chuckled softly, his captivating peach blossom eyes gazing at her warmly and passionately, exuding charm and allure like a seductive male fox spirit.

"Brother will accompany you to sleep."

Serena pushed him away with her white fingertips, her upturned fox eyes gleaming with mischief, "I don’t need company for sleep."

Like a persistent adhesive, the man immediately snuggled up again, rubbing against her neck nook, his deep, magnetic voice full of grievance.

"Darling, without you, I’ve been sleepless for days..."

Ever since that period in the army, holding the little girl in his arms at night had become an addiction he couldn’t quit.

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, Serena couldn’t help but purse her lips harder, "I’ll prescribe you some sleeping pills."

"Darling, no sleeping pills compare to you being by my side."

Like a pampered pet, Damian Quinn pulled the girl into his bedroom; Serena didn’t resist, obediently following him into the bedroom and heading to the bathroom to wash up.

Damian Quinn’s attractive, sensual lips curled up, and next moment, he received a message from Elliot Everett, full of warning.

[For God’s sake, control yourself, act like a human!]

Damian Quinn lightly ground his molars, his usually cool, ascetic eyebrows and eyes now tinted with a hint of mischievousness.

Tsk, if he wasn’t controlling himself, he would have already "bullied" the little girl hard...