At the sa ti, there was chaos in The Quinn Manor.
"Stop hitting her, please!"
"No matter what, Nina is your daughter. If you keep beating her like this, what if you kill her?"
Amanda Ford stood in front of Charles Quinn, trying to stop his whip and fists from hitting Nina Quinn.
Nina Quinn cowered behind the sofa.
Her face was covered with slap marks, and her body was bruised wherever skin was visible.
Since coming back from the company this morning, Charles Quinn unleashed his fury on Nina Quinn.
Nina had just undergone an abortion and was still physically weak.
After such a brutal beating, she was on the verge of losing her life.
Amanda was determined to prevent her daughter from being beaten to death, desperately trying to intervene.
"If it weren’t for her exposing July’s background, would I be in this ss now?"
Thinking about how starting tomorrow, he would have to return everything under his na to July Quinn, Charles felt he was about to explode.
It’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to return to frugality from luxury.
After living nearly a decade of luxury, he couldn’t accept suddenly falling back into those impoverished days.
The root of all this disaster was Nina’s exposure of July’s background...
Just seeing her made Charles unable to calm down: "If I don’t beat her to death today, I am not worthy of the Quinn na!"
Saying this, Charles prepared to kick Nina again.
"Indeed, I exposed July, but back then didn’t you also think I did well? Don’t bla others for everything just because sothing goes wrong."
After hiding aside, Nina couldn’t help but retort Charles.
She knew she had done wrong and had already received a beating for it.
But she couldn’t tolerate Charles putting all the bla on her alone.
"How dare you talk back!"
Charles grew even angrier, ready to kick Nina again.
Amanda quickly held him tight: "Charles, what we should be thinking about now is how to prevent July from reclaiming these things from us, not fighting internally."
"How could she possibly not want them back? We’ve offended her so completely."
At this ntion, Charles was truly filled with regret.
If only they had treated July better back then, perhaps they could persuade her now.
But in the past, for Nina’s sake, they didn’t offer July any kind of leniency at all.
Now, how could July possibly overlook this and not settle scores with them?
"If soft won’t work, then let’s go hard."
Nina defiantly declared.
"Hard? Do you think we have anything now that could threaten July?"
In saying this, Charles felt utterly powerless.
Who could have guessed July would transform into the creator of the Quinn Group, her status far above his?
If he had known just how exceptional July was, he definitely would have treated her better—how dare he offend her?
At this mont, Nina suddenly shouted, "Joy."
Charles and Amanda thought Joy Quinn, that bookworm, had walked out of the room, but when they turned around they found the staircase empty.
"Nina, did your father hit your head? Joy hasn’t co downstairs,"
Amanda was sowhat anxious.
Charles’ expression also beca serious.
Although he shouted he wanted to beat Nina to death, she was his flesh and blood; how could he truly kill her?
Not to ntion killing her, even upon realizing she seed ntally unstable, he felt a pang of remorse.
Yet amidst their worries, Nina suddenly smiled and said, "No, I ant we can use Joy!"
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