Chapter 204 Secrets Scattered Across The Floor
Julius’s complexion turned even more deathly pale.
Quinn now stood right in front of him; even if he wanted to hide the material, it was already far too late.
“What’s wrong–are you feeling sick?” Quinn didn’t so much as glance at the mess on the floor. She darted forward in a single stride, her eyes fixed on Julius’s ashen face, worry etched between her brows.
Julius’s lips quivered; he tried to say something, yet no words came.
Quinn raised a hand to his forehead and muttered, “No fever… Have you just not been getting enough rest lately?”
“Maybe I’m just a little tired,” Julius murmured.
“Could be. Look, everything’s spilled everywhere.” With that, Quinn bent down to gather the scattered files and photographs.
“Don’t–I’ll do it myself…” Julius hurried to stop her, but he was already too late. Quinn had lifted the documents, and when her gaze landed on the photograph lying on top, a soft “Huh?” slipped from her lips.
“This photo…” Quinn’s eyes locked onto the image.
At that instant, Julius went completely rigid; it felt as though the blood in his veins had frozen solid.
He wanted to snatch the photograph from her hand, to make her stop looking this very second!
Or at least think of a believable explanation–quickly! But should I… lie to her? She’s already told me how much she despises deception, and I promised her I would never lie! But once she truly uncovered certain truths, would that not also signify that any possibility between the two of them was gone forever?
“How do you have pictures of my brother?” Quinn rifled through the photographs she had just scooped from the floor; every single shot featured Rowan, and the scattered documents she gathered as well- every page centered on him.
“I…” Julius opened his mouth, yet his mind went utterly blank.
“Is it because you’re helping me look for him?” Quinn asked while lowering her head again, eyes gliding over images even she had never seen. “Julius, thank you!”
That single word of thanks jolted him back to himself.
Yes, he was helping her search for Rowan, yet these files were never prepared for her alone.
“By the way, could you make me another set of these photos?” Quinn asked.
“Of course… you can,” he replied.
Lifting one particular picture, Quinn murmured, “I don’t know when I’ll be able to see my brother again. I miss him so much, you know? The scar on his shoulder–he got that while protecting me.”
Julius froze; the hand hanging beside him clenched so hard it trembled.
At that moment, he could only think, Thank goodness she’s still staring down at those pictures; she has no idea
how frightened I am.
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