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Chapter 666 Her Daughter A thrill of wonder coursed through her . Could that child truly be her daughter ? +30 Free Coins ) Was it Dawn who had stayed beside her , sharing the darkness so she would not be alone ? Without warning , her vision blurred and heat gathered behind her eyes . Warm tears spilled over , sliding along the delicate edge of her lashes before tracing a trembling path down her cheeks . The image of Dawn - the child she and Julius had once prayed for with clasped hands- struggling through a life of hardship twisted a knife straight through her heart .

Worst of all , she , the mother , could do nothing . Powerless , she even needed her own daughter to shield her when it should have been the other wa " Hey , White , please don't cry , all Il right ? around . wear I'll find Dawn and bring her back to you . " " Tell me ... everything . I need to know what happened while I was unconscious - every single detail ." the She had to learn the whole story , find her daughter herself - no matter what it cost . " All right , I'll tell you everything I know ," Megan said . " But first , let Angela take a quick look at your condition .

" Angela stepped forward , carrying a handful of portable home - use devices they had grabbed from the van . She ran a swift , methodical check over Quinn's vitals . " Surprisingly good ," Angela announced after a moment . " She has a healthy foundation , so I expect a quicker recovery . The cardiac injections they pumped into her might have accidentally jolted her awake . Even so , to understand her real condition , we must get her to a proper hospital . " " But Edmund's men are sweeping the city for us .

The moment we step into a hospital they'll have us in chains , " Megan muttered , teeth worrying her lower lip . " I need to make an international call ," Quinn said , her voice rough but unshakable . Since regaining consciousness , she had registered the unfamiliar architecture outside the windows , the different shades of hair , the language rolling off every tongue . None of this belonged to Azania . They were speaking Kandrian , which meant she was in Kandria - far from home . 1/3 91 Chapter 666 Her Daughter She voiced the request in fluent Kandrian , surprising even herself .

+30 Free Coins Megan and Angela froze , eyes widening as though she had suddenly revealed a second face . Since waking , Quinn had spoken only Azanian - a tongue Angela did not know - so Megan had been translating . The abrupt switch to Kandrian caught them completely off guard . " You speak Kandrian ? " Angela asked , disbelief lifting her brows . " Is there a phone I can use for international calls ? I have someone I must reach ," Quinn pressed . " Y - Yes ," Megan stammered . She handed Quinn her phone , only to realize Quinn was too weak to even hold it .

She then offered , " Here , use mine . I'll enter the digits for you - just tell me the number . " Drawing a shaky breath , Quinn recited the country code , the city code , and finally Julius ' mobile number - digits branded into the deepest layer of her soul . The ringtone never arrived . Instead , an automated voice informed them that the phone had been switched off . Switched off ? Quinn pressed her lips together , supplied another number , and motioned for Megan to try again . This time , the line engaged . " Hello , this is Fabian Wooley speaking . Who is calling ? " " Mr. Wooley ...

it's Quinn Bridger . " Silence answered at first , and only then did Megan grasp that the woman lying before her was not named White at all , but Quinn Bridger . " I dialed Julius again and again , but his phone was off . Could you ... Could you give me his contact information? " Quinn forced the question through a throat scraped raw by salt and wind . Fabian answered with a chill that could have frosted glass . " I don't know what you're after , but if this is some con , understand that lying to the Whitethorn family carries a cost you will never afford .

" The voice on the other end was ragged , sandpaper scraping over stone , nothing like the clear , 2/3 9:34 Fri , Jan 2 Chapter 666 Her Daughter lilting tone he remembered from Quinn . 910 +30 Free Coins Over the years , opportunists had crawled from every gutter , claiming they possessed news of the vanished lady . Each lie was bait for cash or favors . None of them walked away unscathed . The Whitethorn family's response was swift , surgical , and ruthless . After several such examples , the scammers fell silent for two full years - until this call came .

Just as Fabian's thumb hovered over the disconnect icon , the rasping voice surged back into the line . " That red hair tie I slipped around Julius ' wrist ... Does he still wear it ? " the caller whispered , every syllable fraying at the edges . Fabian froze , hand suspended mid - air above the desk like a statue caught between commands . Almost everyone close to the Whitethorns knew Julius wore a thin red hair tie on his wrist . Since the night his wife vanished , that hair tie had never once left his skin . Strangers mistook it for some fashionable knot or charm bracelet .

Only a handful of people would ever think to call it , precisely , a hair tie . Fabian's voice trembled despite his training . " Then ... when exactly did you give that hair tie to Mr. Whitethorn ? " Could it be ? Could the voice truly belong to Mrs. Whitethorn ? Five long years had crawled by since the storm swallowed her at sea . Yet everyone silently agreed she must have died that night . ADMINJ