CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54: LITTLE ONE, ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT YOUR BROTHER?

Cassia Everett didn’t hesitate anymore and immediately dialed the number she knew by heart.

The call was quickly answered, with Chase Sherman’s professional voice ringing out.

"Hello, who is this?"

Not hearing Damian Quinn’s voice, Cassia Everett’s face showed a trace of disappointment, but she was eager to leave this dreadful place and couldn’t worry about anything else, so she spoke urgently.

"Assistant Sherman, it’s me!"

The voice from the other end was professional and devoid of any emotion, "Miss Everett, why are you calling?"

Cassia Everett spoke swiftly, "I’m in a bit of trouble and have ended up in a holding cell. I want to use the second request—to get me out of here and to seal any news about me being taken in!"

"Alright, the Quinn Family will fulfill your second request."

Upon hearing this, Cassia Everett finally breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze becoming smug once more.

So what if that bitch Serena Everett threw her in a cell? With the Quinn Family as her amulet, Serena couldn’t touch her!

Thinking of Damian Quinn, there was a hint of infatuation in her eyes as she softly said, "Assistant Sherman, when will Master Damian have time? I want to thank him with a meal!"

"Master Damian’s private time is not convenient to disclose."

As soon as this was said, Chase Sherman directly hung up the call, leaving Cassia Everett angrily clenching her teeth.

This damned assistant dared to hang up on her call!

When she becomes the mistress of the Quinn Family, she’ll definitely deal with him!

But now, the priority is to get out and restore her damaged reputation!

Then, slowly deal with that bitch Serena Everett!

...

Serena Everett had just stepped out of the school gate, when she saw the familiar black Maybach.

The man inside exuded a chilling aura, but upon seeing her, Damian Quinn quickly pulled back the coldness, a faint smile tugging at his handsome face as he stepped out of the car.

"Little one, get in the car, brother will take you to eat."

Damian Quinn naturally took the backpack from her hand, and Serena didn’t think there was anything wrong; she handed it over and obediently got in the car.

Chase Sherman watched everything through the rearview mirror, unable to suppress a silent chuckle.

Only Miss Serena dared to boss around Master Damian like this!

Noticing the tiredness in his eyes, Serena couldn’t resist frowning, her pretty eyes staring at him.

"What is it, little one?" Damian Quinn fastened her seatbelt, lightly ruffling her hair. "Why are you staring at brother like that?"

"You look tired."

Damian Quinn hadn’t expected her to be so perceptive, a corner of his thin lips curling before he leaned closer to her.

The low, lazy voice held a smile, inexplicably alluring, sending tingles through one’s ears.

"Little one, are you feeling sorry for brother?"

This fox of a man starts again...

Serena Everett pursed her red lips, "No, just stating the obvious."

Chase Sherman watched through the rearview mirror at Damian Quinn’s thwarted expression, unable to suppress a silent laugh while musing inwardly.

Because of the old lady’s illness, Master Damian’s state indeed isn’t good, becoming more fearsome than before, but in her presence, his fierce aura instantly dissipates.

Master Damian really is tightly wound around this little girl!

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the restaurant.

Damian Quinn knew her tastes well, perfectly attuned to what she liked and didn’t like, ordering all her favorite dishes.

"Master Damian..."

Chase Sherman stood at the door and knocked lightly on the room’s door, speaking in a low voice.

Damian Quinn’s mesmerizing peach-blossom eyes narrowed slightly; Sherman wouldn’t interrupt unless it was something important.

"Little one, brother has to step out for a moment."

Damian Quinn opened the milk she liked and placed it in front of her, a faint smile playing on his lips, gentle and seductive.

Serena shifted her gaze away from his face, nodding nonchalantly, "Okay."

After stepping out of the suite, the gentle and indulgent expression on Damian Quinn’s face vanished completely, reverting to his usual detached coldness.

"What’s going on?"

Chase Sherman wasted no time, respectfully explaining, "Master Damian, our people have successfully seized the Thousand Spirit Ginseng and are quickly bringing it to Imperia!"

Upon hearing this, Damian Quinn’s eyes deepened, his voice cold, "Good! Now focus on tracking down The Phantom Hand and find him as quickly as possible."

"Yes, Master Damian!"

Inside the suite.

Serena lounged comfortably, her long, straight legs crossed casually, listening to Jude Ford’s voice in her earphones.

"Boss, just received news that Cassia Everett, whom you sent to the holding cell, has been released. It’s the Quinn Family pressuring the station; they couldn’t withstand it and let her go."

The Quinn Family again!

Serena’s dazzling fox-like eyes suddenly filled with coldness as she mentally noted another grudge against the Quinn Family.

"Boss, there’s one more thing I need to report..." Mentioning this, Jude Ford’s voice weakened, carrying a cautious tone, "The Thousand Spirit Ginseng you planned to send to Imperia was suddenly snatched—it was the Quinn Family as well... They even injured our people... Boss, this time we suffered quite a loss!"

"The Quinn Family sure is something!"

Serena was so angry she laughed, her luscious red lips curling into a cold arc. Those familiar with her knew she was truly enraged this time,

The Quinn Family repeatedly helps Cassia Everett against her, now snatching her things and injuring her people, causing significant damage.

Do they really think they can treat her like a spineless pushover?!

Serena’s fair fingertips tapped the table’s edge, emitting an invisible pressure, "If they want The Phantom Hand, agree to meet them. I’m not just going to reclaim the Thousand Spirit Ginseng, I’ll give the Quinn Family a severe lesson!"

Knowing she was furious, Jude Ford didn’t dare say more, and he too was simmering—how could the Quinn Family just take their Thousand Spirit Ginseng without consequence? Swallowing this insult was impossible for him.

He promptly agreed respectfully, "Okay, Boss, I’ll get to preparing!"

The boss making a move; this time the Quinn Family is in for big trouble!

Damian Quinn strode back in, quickly sensing the girl’s discomfort, and moved to her side.

"What’s wrong, little one?"

Seeing Damian Quinn, some of the annoyance on Serena’s face faded, and she shook her head at him, "It’s nothing."

Observing the girl’s reluctance to share, Damian Quinn’s eyes darkened slightly, but his deep, magnetic voice sounded more gently.

"Brother told you, anything you can’t solve, you can come to me. That promise always stands."

Who knows when the little one will open up to him, but it doesn’t matter, he’s willing to patiently wait for that day.