Chapter 947 The Past
Chapter 947 The Past
The group returned to Mr. Quill's villa.
But this time, everyone was in a different mood.
Half an hour ago, when Mrs. McCarthy and the rest were going to get on the plane at the airport, Mr.
McCarthy got a phone call, and immediately informed them to get off the plane and came here.
It turned out that Mr. McCarthy had noticed that something was going with Mr. Quill the last time they
were here. Although Mr. Quill seemed to have been open and honest, he had held something back.
Therefore, he quietly arranged for two people to come and keep a closer eye on him.
The news came unexpectedly soon after they left.
He was told that Mr. Quill left the villa alone in the middle of the night and went to the end of the village.
Mr. McCarthy realized that it was unusable, so they came over quickly and witnessed the confrontation
between Mr. Quill and the man in black.
At this point, everything had become clear.
Mrs. McCarthy did not expect that things had turned out way more unpredictably than she thought.
Now, everyone was sitting in the living room of the villa, and obviously, this was an awkward moment.
Then they heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from outside.
Soon, Felix pushed the door open and came in.
Queeny walked over quickly and asked, "How was it going? Did you catch him?"
Felix's face showed a gloomy expression. He shook his head.
Mr. McCarthy was not surprised by this result.
He knew at first glance that the man was not simple. Besides, it was dark, and Felix was not familiar
with the area. Not surprisingly he didn’t catch him.
He turned to look at Mr. Quill.
"Mr. Quill, shouldn’t you explain this to us?"
Mr. Quill's face took on a ghastly expression.
By this time, he no longer had the mocking look with malicious pleasure on his face as he had last time.
He sat there sullenly, and silently like a statue.
Mrs. McCarthy said solemnly, "Mr. Quill, we already saw what happened, so we can't just ignore it.
Whether you say it or not, we’ll be able to find out in the end, and it just takes us some effort and time.
We still have several months to spend here, but as for you, can you afford it time? Can your great-
granddaughter, Fiona, afford it?"
The old man trembled a little by hearing what she said.
After a while, he sighed faintly.
"I know, I can't hold it back from you, and I didn’t mean to do it. I was just thinking about how to tell you
about this."
The rest frowned in unison.
Mr. Quill kept silent for a while and started speaking again.
"It dated back to sixty years ago..."
Sixty years ago, the country was in a tense and turbulent situation. As an orphan, Mr. Quill had nobody
but himself to rely on to make a living in troubled times.
One day, he made acquaintance with Ariana Rose and a man. The three of them supported each other
in troubled times and got along very well. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Later, Ariana married William McCarthy and left them. They sent her their best wishes. Since she had
entered a new life, they didn’t want to bother her anymore.
The two men became sworn brothers, sharing their weal and woe, and finally survived the most chaotic
years.
They made a lot of money by dealing in antiques. They said when they got rich, they would settle down
and do business together. But in the end, they got some differences of opinion.
When they were doing the antique business, they had done something illegal, even something so sinful
that they deserved to be beheaded.
Although they earned a lot of money, it had almost cost their lives.
Both of them got married and had children, and Mr. Quill understood that his friend wanted to settle
down.
But what he didn't understand was that he told his wife all the bad things they had done over the years.
In his point of view, this was a big threat.
He had always believed that everyone could betray you, even if you were as close as husband and
wife.
The only ones who wouldn't betray you were either the one who was involved, or who was dead.
This threat even arose his murderous intention at that time. They had a big fight over it and finally
parted in discord.
Later, he accidentally discovered that the brother of his friend's wife was a police officer.
He panicked and became suspicious. One day, after drinking a lot, he went to see his friend. He
wanted to talk to him again and convinced him to deal with this matter to avoid severe consequences.
But his friend was not at home, only his wife was at home with the newborn baby.
Mr. Quill and the woman quarreled over a few words. In a fit of rage, thinking of the threat posed by this
woman, he accidentally killed her.
He freaked out and became sober. At this moment, his friend came back and saw his wife lying in a
pool of blood. He was so shocked that he just wanted to kill him.
Mr. Quill had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he rarely had any rivals, so he killed
his brother as well.
Only a newborn child was left.
He thought about killing that child, but maybe because he was soft-hearted at that moment, or maybe
he felt that a baby would not pose any threat to him, in the end, he left him there and stumbled away.
That night, he packed up and fled the city. Since then, he lived in a new identity and buried the history
deep down and never mentioned it.
Until one day, his two sons and their wives died unexpectedly.
By that time, he didn't suspect anything, because he and his sons didn’t live in the same city, and he
even inspected the bodies but found nothing unusual.
Later, it followed the death of his grandson and his wife.
But this time, he did find something wrong.
Although they died in a car accident, he found that the accident was not accidental, but man-made.
Someone must have done something to cause the brakes to fail. So, they crashed the car directly over
the railing on the highway, rolled down the hill, and died.
It had aroused his suspicion, but he still had not linked this accident with what happened sixty years
ago.
Because he thought so many years had passed since that incident, and no one knew about it except
himself.
As for the newborn baby, he might not even survive, even if he did, a baby couldn’t have remembered
that his parents were killed by him.
Therefore, he never linked the car accident to that.