Chapter 310 Despicable Duo
Lucas finally understood why Wynter had won over the hearts of those in Harmony Community.
She was young and insightful, not to mention driven and cool-headed. He looked forward to hearing about her legendary feats in Kingbourne.
However, some things prevented them from getting a clear picture,
and it would take time to uncover them all.
Meanwhile, over at the Quinnells’ residence in Kingbourne, Naomi once again found herself barred from entering the house.
She was holding a thermos flask containing hot soup, and she looked visibly upset as she demanded, “Alexis, I’ve brought tonic for Grandpa, and it’s supposed to be good for him. The doctors watched me make it, and they would have stopped me if they thought it would be bad for
Grandpa.”
“I’m sorry, Ms. Naomi,” Alexis said indifferently. “But Mr. Quinnell Senior’s condition is unpredictable and can quickly go from good to
bad. We have been advised by the specialist to monitor his diet
closely and do away with any risky tonics.”
Naomi tightened her grip on the thermos flask. Tears welled up in her eyes as she objected, “Alexis, listen to yourself! What do you even mean by ‘risky tonics”?”
“There, there, Ms. Naomi,” Fiona comforted soothingly.
She glared at Alexis and added angrily, “What does a secretary know about tonics anyway? I see no reason why Mr. Quinnell Senior’s
granddaughter has to be subject to such scrutiny when she’s delivering food to him!
“Ms. Naomi scalded herself while preparing that tonic, and you’re just
going to let her efforts go to waste?”
Naomi chewed on her l*p, looking wounded.
Fiona bristled and snapped at Alexis, “I’ve been working for the Quinnells for 20 years, and never have I heard anything so ridiculous!
Move!”
However, Alexis did not budge from the door.
Grimacing, Fiona threatened, “Do you want Mr. Quinnell to hear of this and demote you when he gets back?”
“I’m Mr. Quinnell Senior’s personal secretary, so my position is not under Mr. Quinnell’s purview,” Alexis answered pleasantly with a smile
as he adjusted his glasses.
The more unfazed he was, the angrier Fiona got. If Naomi wasn’t allowed entry into the house, it would mean the Quinnells didn’t recognize her as one of their own. In other words, Fabian’s refusal to see her was a form of humiliation.
Unable to comprehend the old man’s thoughts, Fiona grabbed Naomi
by the elbow and attempted to storm past Alexis.
However, Naomi still had her wits about her. She knew that if she
were to barge into the house, she had as good as acknowledged that
the Quinnells wanted nothing to do with her.
If she simply turned around and walked away without causing a
scene, then she could at least play this off as a failed visit on account
of Fabian’s poor health.
As such, she bit her l*p and clutched Fiona’s hand, saying, “Aunt Fiona, we should leave. Grandpa must be worn out. We can come back
another day.”
“Another day? Ms. Naomi, you didn’t travel all this way to-” Fiona
protested
Naomi cut her off brusquely, “Aunt Fiona, we’re leaving now!”
Fiona saw the vicious gleam in Naomi’s eyes and shuddered. She quickly escorted Naomi off the front doorstep. She glowered at Alexis
before leaving.
“You can be sure that I’ll call Mr. Quinnell and tell him about this!”
“Be my guest,” Alexis drawled sarcastically.
He was starting to understand why Wynter couldn’t stand Fiona and Naomi. They were the reason why Wynter had a bad impression of
the Quinnells. They were rude and high-handed despite their positions
in the household.
Alexis only prayed that Wynter would come to Kingbourne sooner
Even a true heiress such as herself did not treat him condescendingly.
This only made Naomi appear more crass by comparison. She was
merely the Quinnells’ charity case. But she behaved as if she were the
master of the household. No one with any amount of self-respect
could tolerate her.
Alexis might only have been a secretary, but that didn’t mean Naomi
could talk down to him.
It was nightfall when Naomi and Fiona returned to the manor.
Naomi asked Fiona worriedly, “Something’s off about Grandpa. Do you think he’s trying to dissuade my parents from legally adopting
me?”
“There’s nothing to worry about, Ms. Naomi. Your parents adore you, and Mr. Quinnell Senior has certainly never given you a hard time at home. I bet that wench from the village is just playing games!” Fiona seethed, the hatred she had for Wynter shining in her eyes.
Naomi’s gaze darkened at this. “She’s definitely a problem that we need to get rid of. I need to talk to Grandpa before things get worse
between us.”
She had only just said this when she heard laughter coming from
outside the door.
