Chapter 382


    Chapter 382 The Punish


    J nced at Quintina on the ground, and sneered, “Look, Donahueiel,


    your sister is really crazy. She was like a maggot in the gutter. I will send her to a mental hospital.”


    Hearing this, Quintina shuddered and immediately woke up.


    She was crying, and looked at Donahueiel sadly, “Brother, I’m not


    crazy! I won’t go, I won’t go to a mental hospital!”


    The mental hospital… She would definitely be tortured to death by J!


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    Donahueiel’s eyes were dim and unclear, and he swept across Quintina, as


    calm as ake in early winter.


    Sending Quintina to a mental hospital was the best choice right now.


    It not only prevented Quintina from copsing and begging for death but also punished her.


    What happens next depended on her performance.


    Donahueiel’s eyes pierced into Quintina’s heart.


    “I will send her to a mental hospital for treatment.”


    After the words fell, Quintina yelled in disbelief, “Quintina! I’m your sister, I’m your own sister! Don’t do t


    his!”


    Donahueiel looked into Quintina’s eyes as if something was broken in his heart. The corners of his eye


    s were a little red.


    “You are indeed my own sister,” he said coldly, “and you spilled things on the stairs, and watched m


    y child die.”


    Quintina sat helplessly on the ground, and opened her mouth but couldn’t speak.


    Donahueiel made a gesture and stopped looking at her, “Alfred, take her


    away.”


    The people brought by Alfred dragged Quintina away together with J’s


    people.


    Quintina’s cursing voice gradually faded away, and the big stone on J’s heart was also removed. T


    he violent desire to destroy a person disappeared a


    lot.


    Seeing Donahueiel’s indifferent expression, J was surprised.


    She thought the few times Donahueiel saw her was to plead for Quintina since


    she had an ident.


    But Donahueiel didn’t mention anything about Quintina but even agreed to


    send her to a mental hospital.


    He was considered to be aware of current affairs.


    J felt happy and walked out of the basement.


    “What did youe to see me?”


    The smell in the basement was really not good, so Donahueiel also came out


    and paused.


    He orginally came to ask J to send Cuinting to a mental hospital for treatment, but he didn’t expect


    J to do this before him.


    But looking at J’s thin back, Donahueie swallowed back the words that came to his lips.


    He turned his head and mentioned another matter, “Yesterday I went to the Longfellow Group to look fo


    r you, and I ran into Nige”


    Donahuriel’s eyes were dim, but his tone was quite steady, “He said you want to cooperate with him. I


    wonder if I can get a share too?”


    After thinking for a while, J shook her head, “Cooperation? I didn’t agree


    yet,”


    Donahuciel’s mood instantly became much clearer.


    There was a faint smile on the corner of his


    mouth, and it disappeared for a moment, “Then I n to inject capital after you have finalized it, ok?”


    “Discuss it another day.” J became impatient, “Is there anything else? If there is nothing else, you c


    an go.”


    He didn’t ask about the content and the development space of the cooperation.


    This wasn’t his ultimate goal.


    Her displeasure was obvious. Donahueiel didn’t say anything more. He wasn’t going to say this at first.


    Of course, he couldn’t expect to seed once.


    Today was one of the few times in the past few days when J had


    been calm andposed toward him.


    Fearing that J would be dissatisfied with him, Donahueiel didn’t stay any


    longer and left.


    Donahueiel went back to the Webster’s Mansion. As soon as he entered, Winifred hurriedly greeted hi


    m.


    “Mom.”


    Beni


    Donahueiel’s brows darkened, and a bad premonition rose from his heart, “Why are you so anxious?”


    Winifred grabbed Donahueiel’s arm and said, “Hurry up, your grandpa is in the study. He wants to see


    you.”


    The less she said, the more suspicious Donahueiel became. His mother was


    not liked by Grandpa, she had always avoided him. Why did she suddenly drag him to see Grandpa tod


    ay?


    Donahueiel paused in his tracks, his eyes shed sharply, and his voice was low, “Did you tell him Jane


    t was miscarriage?”


    A guilty conscience shed across Winifred’s face.


    Her hand holding Donahueiel’s arm loosened a little, and she


    met Donahueiel’s persuasive gaze confidently.


    “Couldn’t I save Quintina? She is my daughter, the flesh that fell from my


    body! You could dislike her as a brother, but I must love her.”


    Donahueiel was so angry, but heughed back. He waszy to say anything


    more to Winifred, so he bypassed her and went straight upstairs.


    Donahueiel stopped halfway and turned to look at his mother.


    His eyes were like knives. Winifred knew that he has never rubbed sand in his


    eyes, but as his mother and Donahueiel never disobeyed her, so she repeatedly


    stepped on his bottom line.


    Until this moment, facing his cold and sharp eyes, she was afraid of him for


    the first time.


    Donahueiel was calm, and the helplessness hidden in the dark and narrow eyes


    made him look exhausted.


    He spoke with a hoarse voice, “Mom, it’s true that you want to save your daughter, but J wants to a


    venge her daughter too. You are both mothers. Are you more noble than her?”


    After leaving the word, Donahueiel turned around and left.


    Winifred was stunned for a long time, her hands were slightly tightened, and


    she was a bit of indescribable anger.


    “You, you’re my son!” She looked at Donahueiel’s back, trembling with anger, “You’re just talking to that


    bitch with your elbows out!”


    Donahueiel ignored her at all, he stood still at the door of the study, took a slow step, knocked on the d


    oor, and went in. Winifred’s voice was blocked


    from the door.


    In the study room, the old Mr. Webster was sitting behind the desk, wearing reading sses, the book i


    n his hand hadn’t been turned for a long time. The branches and leaves outside the window rustled soft


    ly, appearing restless in


    the quiet study room.


    Hearing the movement, he raised his head and looked at Donahueiel


    dissatisfied. His old eyes reflected a sharp light under the reading sses.


    “Let me ask you a question, did Jill miscarriage?”


    Every time this matter was mentioned, it was like a steel knife scraping Donahueiel’s cold heart over an


    d over again.


    But he was not qualified to cry out for pain, he was just constantly chewing on this feeling.


    All this was retribution for him.


    Donahueiel’s throat was hard and his voice was hoarse, “Yes, I’m sorry for


    her.”


    “Don’t say sorry!”


    Winifred suddenly pushed the door and broke in.


    She was full of anger and anxiety,pletely ignoring old Mr. Webster’s darkplexion, and walked i


    n front of Donahueiel.


    “It’s not your fault. It’s all J’s fault!”


    “Yes, Quintina was ignorant back then, but she was only a kid at that time.


    J didn’t know how to protect herself when she was pregnant, so how could Quintina be med? D


    onahueiel was on a business trip, and there was nothing wrong with him!”