Chapter 283



On this particular floor were the VIP rooms. Joel had reserved the entire floor so Ian could rest and recover better, so there was no one else in the quiet hospital hallway at the time.

Just after Nora spoke firmly, a sinister and displeased voice reached them. “It’s impossible for you to have changed your hair. You can’t doubt my professionalism.”

Nora looked up to see someone slowly making their way toward them from the darkness at the front It was impossible for Nora to notice his presence as he stood there. It was as if she had blended in with the darkness.

But the moment he appeared, Nora immediately sensed his presence.

The man was very thin. He was completely dressed in black and wore a black baseball cap. His face was very small and thin. Perhaps because he was rarely exposed to the sun, he was very pale. He wore a metal stud in his left earlobe and had a kind of androgynous beauty.

He kept his head down habitually and approached Joel while touching his baseball cap.

Joel introduced the man to Nora. “This is Quentin, your second cousin.”

Since he was her cousin, that meant they didn’t share the same father.

Nora nodded. She watched the two men’s faces closely, sensing that Quentin and Joel looked nothing alike.

Joel seemed kinder. His foxy eyes had a sly, mischievous look, he seemed to be smiling. Even when he wasn’t smiling, he still conveyed a very friendly vibe.

Quentin not only looked different, but the aura around him was also colder and more sinister.

As Nora watched them curiously, Quentin glared at her and said, “What are you looking at? I’ll gouge your eyes out if you keep looking at me.”

Nora: “…”

Why did it seem to her that this second cousin of hers felt a bit like a teenager with delusions of grandeur?

The corners of her lips twitched a little. Before she could speak, Quentin said, “Don’t think I’m going to treat you any differently just because you’re my cousin. I’m different from the other Smiths. They may want a younger sister, but I don’t. Besides, Uncle Ian is like a father to me. If you make him unhappy, I won’t betray him, Least of all like you!”

Nora: “…”

After speaking as if he was swearing an oath, Quentin finally got to the point and said, “Besides, it’s impossible that they changed your hair. That man was constantly under my surveillance from the time he took your hair until the end of his escape that day.”

He stretched out two fingers and jabbed them forward. “It’s impossible for any of his actions to escape my eyes!”

Nora: “…”

She looked silently at Joel and asked with her eyes, ‘Is Quentin a madman?’

Joel: ‘… So is he.’

Nora looked away and said, “Okay. Assuming the hair is correct and hasn’t been switched, why not do another paternity test for me and my alleged father?”

Whatever it was, he didn’t find the DNA report that said they were uncle and niece credible.

Quentin scoffed, “What do you mean ‘assuming’? I’ve already told you there’s no way he could have changed his hair! Are you still doubting my abilities?”

Nora: “…”

She ignored him directly and looked at Joel instead.

Joel was silent for a moment before finally saying, “It’s because your father may be Ryan Smith, our second uncle.”

Nora caught a key word. “Can it be?”

Joel coughed and replied, “Uncle Ryan also disappeared half a year after your mother. It was later confirmed that your mother had died, but Uncle Ryan is still missing even today. We’ve already investigated my other uncles. You are not his daughter, so the only possibility left is Uncle Ryan. Besides, Uncle Ryan and your mother ran away from home one after the other. Before he left, he even said he was going to look for your mother, so…”

Even if Ian didn’t believe that Yvette was such a person, the DNA test report was in front of him. Everything that had happened then was also fresh in his memory. One said she had fallen in love with someone else and wanted to leave, while the other said he wanted to look for her. With all this together, she had no choice but to believe it.

Nora: “…”

The previous generation’s story sure was corny!

However, she still didn’t believe it.

She pondered for a moment and asked, “Did Uncle Ryan leave anything behind? Doesn’t he have any children?”

Joel shook his head. “No, he doesn’t.”

Nora looked at him.

Joel explained, “I’m the older brother’s son. Quentin and Warren are my fourth uncle’s sons. The rest of my brothers are my fifth uncle’s sons.”

The previous generation of Smiths had six sons and no daughters.

The current generation had seven sons and still no daughters, except for Yvonne, who was adopted.

Nora suggested, “… In that case, let’s have a new test for me and….. Uncle Ian?”

Joel knew she wasn’t a simple woman, and he had interacted with her before. She probably wouldn’t believe it unless she took the test herself.

Therefore, he nodded his head.

As soon as she did, a dissatisfied voice reached them. “Do you doubt me too Joel?”

Joel: “…”

Quentin let out a cold snort. “When have I ever been wrong in all the years I’ve worked for you?”

Joel: “…”

Quentin turned and walked away.

Joel ignored him and walked into the room instead. Shortly after, he took some of Ian’s hair with the follicles attached and handed it to Nora.

Before Nora could say anything, Joel added, “I took the samples myself.”

Nora: “…”

Nora coughed and nodded. Then, with the DNA samples, she prepared to leave with Justin. She had only taken a couple of steps when she suddenly looked at Joel and said, “I can cure him.”

Joel was silent for a long moment.

It had also been the Andersons’ Rest Pills that had managed to prolong his life back then. Although the Myers had claimed the medicine was theirs, he had discovered the truth long ago.

But he knew Ian would definitely refuse to take them if he knew the medicine was the Andersons’, so he had kept it from him all this time.

Nora said she could cure him…..

Joel shook his head. “Uncle Ian won’t let her.”

Nora’s mere existence was proof of Yvette’s betrayal and was a thorn in Ian’s heart. How was he going to allow Nora to treat his illness?

Nora did not insist. She turned and started to walk out.

She had only taken a couple of steps when she suddenly felt something. Her head swiveled to the side to see that Quentin had started to follow her at some point.

Nora raised her eyebrows, but before she could say anything, Quentin had already spoken. He said, “Don’t be narcissistic. I’m not protecting you because I like you, but because I have to fulfill the task I’ve been given. Besides, I have a duty to protect all the Smiths.”

Nora was quiet for a moment before she said, “…. I don’t need you to protect me.”

Quentin was surprised. “What’s wrong?”

Nora looked him up and down. He was so thin, how could he be so strong?

Quentin understood the look on her face. He became even more arrogant.. He lifted his chin and said, “You know, there are less than five people in all of New York who can beat me! Other than the two martial arts masters at Quinn Martial Arts School and Irvin Martial Arts School, Big Sister of the former and Big Brother of the latter are the only ones I can’t beat in a fight! I was the one who protected you when you almost got killed the other time. You’d better be good to me, otherwise I won’t protect you anymore!”

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