Chapter 881
A scrape on the hand was no big deal, but Marissa could not bear such treatment anymore. The
Moore family had gone overboard! The matter a few days ago had just died down, yet they were
stirring up a ruckus again. What''s more, their attack was directed at the naive Deanna!
Jepherson was no ordinary person and he deciphered Stuart''s expression immediately. He
suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.
"Book a ticket for me," Jephersonmanded as he walked out.
Marissa paused for a moment. Then, she stood up, followed him to the door, and praised, "That''s
more like it."
Something came to Stuart''s mind. He turned to look at Marissa, saying, "Madam Marissa, I heard
that Mr. Whalen doesn''t want his parents to find out about the matter. What do you think about
that?"
Marissa red at him, "I''ll y along with them. Are you chastising me now?"
"No, no, I would never," Stuart let out a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing? Aren''t you going to apany Mr. Jepherson?" Marissa was angry. Stuart
really was less sensible than Alvin.
"I am," Stuart walked out, soothing Marissa''s ire. Well, they had all been raised together and she
got along with him better than others. Marissa believed that Deanna would join their family sooner
orter.
When Jepherson exited the Richards Family Manor, the car was already parked at the entrance.
Stuart hurriedly strode out as well as Jepherson entered the car. He circled the car to get into the
passenger seat.
As the chauffeur began driving, Jepherson looked at Stuart and asked, "What''s going on?"
"Quirina was discharged from the hospital today. When she returned to the university, she threw
Miss Anson and Scarlette''s clothes out. Miss Anson wasn''t going to pick a fight at first; she just
wanted to pick up her own clothes. It was then that Quirina walked over and stepped on Miss
Anson''s hand before Scarlette could stop her. Thus, her hand got scraped. Fortunately, Mr. Whalen
arrived in time. Otherwise, Miss Anson might have gotten paralyzed due to the beating."
Stuart continued, "Quirina even took several minions along to the university. It seems that she''s
serious about teaching Miss Anson a severe lesson this time." "Where was Hadrian?"
"There were too many people present. There was no way for Hadrian to intervene directly. Back
then, Mr. Whalen was coincidentally present at the scene. Hadrian informed me of that."
Jepherson''s expression turned ugly, showing his impatience.
When the car arrived at the airport, Jepherson immediately boarded the ne. At the same time,
something had befallen Quirina at Elkton University.
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Meica was so frightened upon receiving a particr call, and her phone ttered to the ground.
She ran into the room in her pajamas, shouting, "Yousif, Yousif..."
Yousif was resting in bed. He had just arrived at Meica''s ce. He had not seen Meica and Quirina
for some time.
Thest incident had displeased Johan Moore greatly. He had even called him over to rebuke him.
Such a treatment sent him into a turmoil, thus he had not gone there in a while.
Yousif really adored Quirina. After all, Quirina was his own flesh and blood. No matter what
happened, she could stillfort him.
That being said, Quirina always got herself into trouble. Yousif had grown tired of it. In addition,
Johan wanted him to cut ties with Meica. In order to cate him, he did not visit them. However, the
moment he paid them a visit, trouble arose yet again.
Yousif had just finished doing the deed with Meica. It was typical for men to grow sleepy afterwards.
Yousif had not even washed up yet; he had fallen asleep on the bed. It was then that Meica rushed
in from outside the room.
Thinking that there was an emergency, Yousif sat up, asking, "What''s wrong?"
"It''s Quirina! Something happened to Quirina," Meica told him, sobbing. Sitting on the bed, Yousif
asked, "Wasn''t she sent back to the university this morning?"
"That''s right," Meica had only one daughter. No matter what, Quirina had the Moore family blood in
her. Even if she lost Yousif, Quirina remained as her link to the Moore family. No matter how
heartless the Moore family was, they would still spare Quirina and Meica some luxuries.
Furthermore, Yousif had promised to distribute the family''s assets to Quirina when he wrote his will.
"What''s the matter?" Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Yousif got up from the bed and put on
his clothes.
Covering her mouth, Meica could not find the words to speak, only able to wallow in a pool of tears.
"Speak up. Why are you crying so much?" said Yousif, his face icy. He disliked clueless women who
only knew how to cry when things took a turn.
Not only was Meica beautiful, she was also calm and intelligent. That was the reason why he liked
her. Judging from her intense reaction, Yousif realized matters were more grave than he had initially
thought.
"Quirina! Someone disfigured Quirina!" Meica was out of breath from crying. She grabbed Yousif
and cried out, "It''s all your fault. You were the one who abandoned us, causing us to get bullied by
other people! You''ve forgotten how many people pursued me back then. I treated you so well, yet
this is what I get in return? If Quirina really is disfigured, I''ll never spare you."
There was a sh of impatience in Yousif''s eyes and he pushed Meica. Meica lost her bnce and
hit her head as she fell.
Meica raised her hand to touch her head. She tipped her head back and stared incredulously at
Yousif, saying indignantly, "How dare you hit me?!"
"Meica, let me have a look," Yousif hurried over and pulled Meica up, looking at her wound.
Yousif was not apletely heartless person. If he were as heartless as the rumors said, he would
have left Meica and Quirina back then. Regardless, he still harbored some feelings for Meica.
It was also because he had taken a fancy to Meica at first nce. She was different from other
women, who only harbored malicious intentions towards him for their own gain.
"You pushed me?" Meica cried miserably, as if she had gone mad.
Yousif hugged Meica and cated her, "I was just in a hurry. Please don''t be angry with me. I won''t
sit by and do nothing about this. Don''t worry. I''ll make things up to you. Don''t you know how well I
treat you?"
Meica was a smart woman and she knew when to stop her antics.
"Okay, you must get revenge for Quirina," Meicaid in Yousif''s arms, and he promised her exactly
just that. Then, the two of them hurried out of the house. Along the way, Yousif personally bandaged
Meica''s wound.
When Yousif arrived at the school gate, Meica suddenly said, "Don''t go with me. It won''t be good if
we get seen. We embarrassed you enough thest time. I''ll go in alone and take a look."
Meica wiped away her tears, suppressing her sorrow as she got out of the car. She was the woman
with whom Yousif had just copted. It rattled Yousif to see her enter the schoolpound alone.
Meica had always taken his position into consideration. Even if she was a mistress, she was still his
partner, and she had even birthed a daughter for him.
Yousif got out of the car and walked over. Meica paused for a split second, looking at Yousif with her
beautiful eyes as she said, "Why did youe out from the car? No one has seen you yet, so you
should head back inside. I''ll deal with this myself."
"I know how to protect myself. You are mine. Although we aren''t married, that isn''t because I don''t
want to let you into the family. The outside world knows about us too. I love you, and you alone.
Anyone who wants to judge us can do so. It''s high time that I did something for you and Quirina."
Yousif strode towards Elkton University. The secretary behind him nced at Meica and greeted,
"Madam Meica, please."
Meica felt emboldened. She was finally being called ''Madam Meica'', a legitimate title!