Chapter 647 True Colors


    Fabian finally had someone who could take over thepany. With Wynter in thepany, all Quinnells‘ trading firms would be protected.


    Fabian had always been displeased with Shane. Other than his disdain for Shane’s greed, he was worried. that Shane would be blinded by money and use his trading firms as bargaining chips.


    He was afraid Shane might end up trading the firms‘ for something else.


    Something was changing within the Quinnell family. Everyone, including their shareholders and business partners, could feel it.


    Shane’s people had decreased significantly.


    He sat in the middle of the living room and threw the biggest tantrum of his life, smashing everything


    within the vicinity.


    “Why didn’t anyone tell me that Marie had recovered?” he demanded.


    Shane looked at the family doctors with strong hostility. “Didn’t I tell you to inform me of Marie’s condition? Or are you all just blind and unprofessional? Could none of you tell that she was recovering?”


    The family doctors began to panic. “Mr. Quinnel, Mrs. Quinnell should not have been able to recover. We’ve alle to the same conclusion.”


    “Are you telling me she was faking it in the banquet? She’s about to divorce me!” Shane gritted his teeth in anger. His usual gentle demeanor was nowhere in sight.


    Shane definitely didn’t want to divorce Marie. After all, it had taken him a lot of effort to pursue Marie and get her to agree to marry him.


    He also had feelings for Marie, but now….


    How did things end up like this?


    “Dad, calm down. We’ll think of another way,” Naomi said as she walked over.


    Shane was beginning to feel slightly annoyed at Naomi. “What other way is there? You don’t need to worry about this issue. Just do what you have to and find me that sacred item.”


    Naomi’s hands clenched into fists. She remained impassive and said, “Alright. I’ve already gotten some information about it. Also, Mr. Noyak ising tomorrow. Do you want to meet him?”


    “Invite him over quickly. He must have known I’d be in a tight spot. That’s why he had someone prepare a rabbit’s foot. Bring him to my study when the timees,” Shane said as his mood lightened significantly.


    Naomi answered sweetly, “Amight.”


    But when she looked back down, there was a glimmer of darkness in her gaze.


    He wasn’t even concerned about what happened to her. He didn’t even ask how she escaped or if shewas scared back then.


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    Shane would never stop to ponder and care about Naomi. He only wanted to meet Darrell and find a way


    out of this mess!


    At the same time, the southwest corner of a certain study in one of Kingbourne’s vis felt extremely


    creepy.


    However, the old man in the wooden chair seemed rxed as he took a deep breath. Then, he got up and


    twisted the ink pot on his table.


    Suddenly, the floor began to shake as another space opened up.


    The old man took a hand–heldmp and slowly descended the stairs. There was a wooden doll sitting upright in the dark basement.


    There were several offerings ced before the doll.


    The old man proceeded to burn a few pieces of paper before the doll. The paper was filled with scribbling


    and curses about someone.


    Almost immediately, the fire roared.


    The doll seemed to have sensed it and sucked all of the smoke away.


    “Someone has destroyed one of my clones. Go and investigate who did it.” The doll’s voice was gruff and


    hoarse.


    The old man nodded and was about to speak when he felt the ground shake. He frowned and turned to head up the stairs.


    On his way out, the mirror on the floor managed to reflect the greed in his eyes.


    Nobody would have thought that he had been the one to take the Foplya conste’s thing away.