Chapter 419: Chapter 419

This man is quite different from what the outside world perceives.

He appears cold on the surface, but his heart is softer than anyone else’s.

There was a faint glimmer of tears in Caleb Shawcross’s eyes, and now that he had agreed to cooperate with him, he would spare no effort to protect him and the old man’s matters.

Landon Lawson returned to the company with Caleb Shawcross, and Nolan Shaw looked at the suddenly appearing strange man with some confusion. That youthful face seemed to be only in his twenties.

He walked over to Landon Lawson with some doubt, pointing his mouth toward the man behind, saying, "Who is this man?"

"He is our future collaborator."

"He seems a bit too young, doesn’t he..."

Nolan Shaw looked at Landon Lawson with some worry, taking another closer look at Caleb Shawcross. Could he be another wealthy young master?

But their president rarely interacted with such people... Why was it so strange today, even bringing back such a young brat?

As if noticing Nolan Shaw’s confusion, Landon Lawson slowly spoke, "He knows information about the mystery figure."

Nolan Shaw was first stunned, looking at Caleb Shawcross in surprise. Such a small young brat knows about the mystery figure?

As if sensing Nolan Shaw’s doubt, Caleb Shawcross walked beside him, gently patted his shoulder, and raised his eyebrows, "I know a lot of things."

Nolan Shaw’s mouth twitched slightly; he was actually mocked by a youngster.

Landon Lawson turned his head to the two and said, "First, arrange a place for him, but make sure of his safety, and don’t let anyone find him."

Nolan Shaw suddenly turned his head, mockingly looking at Caleb Shawcross and said, "I’m the one arranging your accommodation later, so why not hurry up and flatter me? Otherwise, I’ll arrange for you to stay in a remote place."

"You... you’re abusing power for personal gain." Caleb Shawcross’s lips trembled slightly. He hadn’t expected that someone like Landon Lawson, who was so just and fair, would have such a rogue assistant...

Nolan Shaw, with such a big cap placed on him, only slightly raised the corners of his mouth. He laughed instead of being angry, "Since you already know, then obediently listen to me. After all, who else is the boss here besides the president?"

"Okay... So, can I invite you for a milk tea?"

Caleb Shawcross said somewhat indignantly.

Landon Lawson watched these two competing with a slight smile on his lips. Despite the current situation, he really liked it.

"What are you talking about?" Old Mrs. Quinn looked very unpleasant, strongly using her cane.

Tom Quinn, trembling, looked at the person in front of him. His lips moved several times, but he couldn’t say anything...

Amanda Warren glared fiercely at Tom Quinn, her face grim and ugly, "What are you doing? If it’s still about saving face, then we’ll spend the rest of our lives in prison."

"Then what do you think we should do now? If there’s something to say, say it yourself. Wasn’t this all caused by you?"

Tom Quinn’s face was very unpleasant. Initially, he didn’t want to reveal the truth so early, but who knew Amanda Warren, fearing the police, kept pushing him to reveal the truth from back then...

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Amanda Warren’s body trembled continuously from fear, glaring hard at Tom Quinn, before turning to Old Mrs. Quinn, saying, "We’re worried now that Sienna Quinn will report us to the police. Only you can help the two of us. You only have this one son left, do you really want to see him spend his life in prison?"

Amanda Warren kept trying to brainwash the old lady, playing the emotional card.

Old Mrs. Quinn’s brows furrowed slightly, her face grimly unpleasant, "Since you know we’re a family, and I only have this one son left, why did you make such foolish decisions back then? The eldest son was also my son, but he ended up dying at your hands."

Old Mrs. Quinn’s body trembled continuously with anger, mentioning the matter from five years ago was a pain in her heart... Although she had already guessed that Tom Quinn did it when it happened, how could she possibly send her son to the police by herself?

But this matter remained an untouchable pain in her heart...

"We were also confused at the time, and we regretted it afterward, but there was no way to undo that matter. But now it’s different; you can still save the two of us."

Amanda Warren hurriedly explained to the old lady.

Now, Sienna Quinn doesn’t listen to anyone’s explanations at all, maybe only the old lady’s words can get through to her.

Every time she thought about this, her heart was filled with deep resentment...

The matter had passed for five years... who would have thought Sienna Quinn would still bring it up?

Isn’t her life now satisfactory? Does she really have to bring this up!

But the old lady just let out a cold snort, her cold eyes scrutinizing the two back and forth, "Now you two finally know to be afraid, what were you thinking back then? I absolutely will not help you with this matter."

Thinking of this, the old lady, leaning on her cane, slowly walked back to her room.

"Mom! Mom! Don’t go."

Kept calling out to the old lady, but her steps didn’t pause at all.

Tom Quinn sat dazedly on the sofa, a trace of resentment flashing on his face. Even now, his mother refused to help him, just as before, when only his older brother was in her eyes before he passed away...

Only after his brother’s death did these burdens fall on his shoulders.

Why has it always been so unfair since childhood?

If from the start, they were treated equally, how could Tom Quinn have unleashed all his resentment on his brother?

Amanda Warren looked at Tom Quinn’s silent demeanor, letting out a cold snort, "Why are you still sitting here? Go and beg Mom quickly. Do you really want to spend your life in prison? Even if you want to, I don’t want to spend mine like that!"

"So what if I go? You just said what you needed to, but what was her attitude? I was never seen as her son in her eyes."

The man’s lips curled into a cold smile; he didn’t even want to try, didn’t want to hit the wall, and didn’t want to endure those pains.