"Are you thinking of using Joy to threaten July Quinn?"
Charles Quinn quickly refuted, "Joy is a bloodline of the Quinn Family, and she has no blood relation with July Quinn. How could she possibly compromise with us for Joy?"
But Amanda Ford imdiately understood Nina Quinn, "This might actually work. After all, since earlier, Joy and July have had a good relationship. Every ti she asks, July listens to her."
"I rember Joy returned to Westmarch this ti, and it was July who went to the airport to pick her up, even buying her a bunch of nice things..."
Listening to Amanda Ford’s analysis, Charles Quinn also seed to find the strategy agreeable.
So he instructed, "If Joy refuses to cooperate, have soone tie her up. But rember, don’t hurt her."
After all, Joy Quinn is also a bloodline of The Quinn Household, and besides, Charles Quinn considered Joy’s increasing beauty lately. Perhaps she could find a good catch in the future?
Nina Quinn quickly gave her assurance, "Dad, don’t worry. I’ll handle it personally, and I guarantee not a hair on Joy’s head will be hard."
About half an hour later, Nina Quinn knocked on Joy Quinn’s door.
"Sis?" Joy Quinn was studying, with several tutoring books on the table and thick glasses perched on her face.
"I made so fruit jelly for you to taste and see how it is."
Nina Quinn brought the jelly inside.
"Wow, sis, you can make fruit jelly? I love this! A sumr without jelly is incomplete."
Joy Quinn took off her thick glasses, exclaiming in amazent.
"And sis, your skills are truly remarkable. This fruit jelly tastes just like the ones I buy outside."
"I knew you liked it. I saw you even took a portion to the library last ti."
Nina Quinn laughed to herself: Fool, this is the sa jelly she bought from that place before, just repackaged in a nice dish.
Did you really think Nina Quinn would specially go into the kitchen for such a bookworm?
"Sis, thank you." Joy Quinn started eating as if she had no family ties.
The smile Nina Quinn had been maintaining deliberately began to freeze bit by bit.
Fool!
Can’t she tell I have sothing to say?
Won’t she give an opening?
But after waiting for a long ti, Joy Quinn still focused on being her eat-and-leave kind of person, so Nina Quinn had no choice but to make an opening herself.
"Joy, actually I have a favor to ask you for."
"What is it?" Joy Quinn spared a mont from her busyness to respond.
"You’re aware that July is the founder of the Quinn Group, right? If she takes back everything that belongs to her, our family will not only be kicked out of the Westmarch upper circles, but we’ll also have to return to the small rundown house we used to live in."
Joy Quinn listened and seed to lose her appetite suddenly, putting down the spoon.
Nina Quinn sensed a chance and pressed on.
"In the future, our family’s finances will definitely not be as good as before, and you surely won’t be able to focus on your studies like you do now."
The more she spoke, the redder Nina Quinn’s eyes beca.
"Not to ntion Mom and Dad. For livelihood, they’ll likely have to go and work in a factory. Having been accustod to a life of luxury, they’ll have to lower themselves to those who once beneath them..."
At the end of her words, Nina Quinn was sobbing uncontrollably.
Nina Quinn believed that today’s performance was more moving than that of a top actress and was sure it would persuade Joy Quinn to help them.
To her surprise, Joy Quinn only asked blankly, "So sis, what exactly do you need from ?"
Nina Quinn’s tear-streaked face froze: "..."
She suspected that Joy Quinn’s previous good grades were all bought online.
Otherwise, with a brain like hers, how could she achieve good grades?
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