My Parents Neglected Me Until I Died Novel by yueji

Quinn Ortega grew increasingly irritable.Everyone in the secretary’s office had been scolded by him to the point of tears, regardless of gender.Sometimes, even Audrey Macy’s attempts to calm him down were in vain.

One day, after Quinn Ortega had just finished berating Secretary Emily, his phone rang. He quickly picked it up and glanced at the unfamiliar number.

“Hello, is this Mr. Quinn Ortega? This is Greenfield Precinct. We found your number on Nicole Hayward’s phone. Could you come over here now?”

Quinn Ortega frowned. “What’s Nicole doing at the police station?”

I was somewhat surprised. Could it be that my body had been discovered?My guess was soon confirmed.

After a brief pause, the officer on the other end said, “Nicole Hayward has been murdered. The perpetrator has not been caught yet. We need you to come and identify the body…”

“Nonsense!” Quinn Ortega interrupted. “You couldn’t even find out who I am before you contacted me? Do you think such a clumsy excuse will fool me? Tell Nicole Hayward that even if she’s dead, I won’t come looking for her. “With that, Quinn Ortega hung up phone.

He glanced at the documents on his desk, pushed them, and watched them sc**er to the floor.”Nicole Hayward, if you have the guts, never show up in front of me again,” Quinn Ortega said through gritted teeth.

I gave a bitter smile. As you wish.

Less than half an hour later, Duncan Shepard called.”Quinn Ortega, Nicole is in trouble. The police called me to identify the body,” Yolanda Robinson’s crying voice came through the phone.

Quinn Ortega impatiently interrupted Yolanda Robinson. “What, is it not enough that someone tried to trick me? Now you’re doing it too?”

Yolanda Robinson screamed, “Quinn Ortega, do you have any conscience? Nicole is in trouble, and you don’t care at all.”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Quinn Ortega snorted coldly, “What trouble could she be in? It’s just a scam.”

Yolanda Robinson took a breath and said coldly, “I was blind to come to you for help. Don’t worry, I won’t call you again. Don’t regret it.”

Quinn Ortega remained unmoved.I, however, was anxious.Since Yolanda Robinson had received the news, it meant that my body had indeed been discovered. But without Quinn Ortega going to the police station, I couldn’t know the details. Fortunately, Yolanda Robinson had Duncan Shepard with her; otherwise, she would be in even more distress.

At that moment, I began to resent Quinn Ortega.He always saw me as the villain, as if I were the worst woman in the world, but I had never harmed him. I was also a victim.

Quinn Ortega looked down at his phone and eventually found my name after some time.The last chat was from six months ago. It turned out we hadn’t exchanged messages for half a year.Aside from work-related matters, we hadn’t had any private contact.That day’s distress call didn’t count.