Everyone turned to look toward the source of the voice…only to meet eyes with none other than
Samuel, Granny Quinn’s biological son, who had decided to be a priest.
The Samuel standing before them was unlike before, however, as he wore ash-gray casual clothing
and a hat instead of his regular cassock. A cold, murderous aura emanated from his being.
Following after him quietly was Malcolm, who had a terrible-looking expression. It was as if he had just
gotten into a fight with Samuel.
Sirius raised his head and looked at the man at the door. A moment later, he narrowed his eyes.
“How dare you come back and be involved in this? Don’t forget that you and I -”
“You almost killed my mother. Why can’t I get myself involved in this?” interrupted Samuel.
Sirius sneered. “When did you start caring about your family? Isn’t God the only thing you care about?”
“Being a priest means that I perform sacred rites and act as a mediatory agent between humans and
God. That doesn’t equate to standing by the side and not assisting my family,” explained Samuel as he
slowly walked into the room.
He nodded at Joshua before turning to look at Sirius and Charlotte coldly.
“If I don’t come back today, what’ll happen if the others in the family get swayed by your lies? That’d be
doomsday.”
He turned and sat at the host seat of the room. With his frosty gaze, he glanced at everyone around
him.
“I’m sure I don’t have to introduce myself. Now, will some godson of my mother have the upper hand
against the legitimate eldest son of the family in the Quinn family’s matters?”
Everyone fell silent due to Samuel’s remark, while the men who wanted to untie Sirius did not dare to
move.
Seeing he got the situation under control, Samuel lifted his head to look at Luke.
“Mr. Jones, could you lend a hand and send this father-and-daughter pair to the police station? I know
they have done many bad things, but I don’t think we should be the ones to judge them.”
Luke was startled as he did not expect Samuel to request such a thing from him. He was, after all, a
gang leader in Merchant City did not have a good relationship with the police.
He frowned and looked at Joshua.
Joshua nodded at him, to which only then did he nod-albeit reluctantly-and instructed his subordinates
lazily, “Tie up those two, and throw them to the police station.”
His subordinates nodded and quickly took Sirius and Charlotte away.
When everything was done, Luke shrugged and left, saying, “I think Father Samuel here has something
to say to Joshua. Also, I won’t personally send people to the police station. If you want me to leave, you
better look for a better excuse.”
Luke thus left without looking back, and before he did, he did not forget to ask the rest of the
men in black to leave as well. He even took the liberty to close the door when the last man in black left
the room.
As such, only Samuel, Samuel’s son, Joshua, Luna, and Riley were left in the room. When the air in
the room finally quieted down, Joshua gave a light greeting, “Senior Quinn, you’re free to speak your
mind.”
Samuel finally felt relieved and leaned back on the chair lazily. He said plainly, “I hope that you’ll find it
in your heart to let my mother be.”
Luna’s brows furrowed tightly in slight shock. From the information she gathered from the quarrel
between Granny Quinn and Sirius, Granny Quinn did not seem to have done any executions on the
bad things the Quinn family did. At most, she merely provided intel and some ideas.
Sirius and Quentin were the ones who did everything, were they not? As he probably had read Luna’s
mind, Joshua smiled and stretched out his hands to pull her into his arms.
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