Behind the Rescue: A Kindness that is Remembered

In the director's office, the Quinn family and the Smith family didn't know who to choose.

Because I look so much like my sister, it was the same picking anyone.

I stood in front of her, and she looked timid because she was afraid.

In our previous life, my younger sister had been chosen by the Quinn family because of her outstanding performance. Now, Mrs. and Mrs. Quinn are a little dissatisfied.

They asked the dean, "Are there any other girls?"

My heart sank. I couldn't lose this opportunity.

I immediately smiled and took the initiative to approach them.

"Are you dissatisfied with me? I can change anything you want."

My attitude pleased both of them.

After all, adopting an orphan was a basic condition.

The Quinns pointed at me. "We'll take her. What's her name?"

I replied obediently, "Jane Francis."

"You are Jane Quinn from now on."

I nodded in agreement.

At the same time, Mr. and Mrs. Smith also grabbed my sister's hand.

They looked at her with distress.

"Oh my god, are you afraid of us? Don't be afraid. We're not bad people."

"Do you want to go home with us? There are teddy bears at home."

My sister couldn't hold back her emotions. She threw herself into the arms of her new parents and cried.

"Thank you, thank you for taking me home..."

Mr. and Mrs. Smith smiled with relief.

It was great. This time, everyone got what they really wanted.

My sister wants a family and parents who loved her.

I want to protect her.

I want to be strong enough, so I must become a member of the Quinn family.

Matthew and Laura were my adoptive parents. They already had a pair of twin sons, Solomon and Skyler.

The Quinn family was a large family with many relatives.

Matthews and Laura had brought me to several family gatherings. Although I was well-behaved enough to be praised by the Quinns, I knew that these were not important.

The most fatal thing was the death of Old Mrs. Quinn in half a month.

At that time, I'll completely lose my value and be detested by Matthews and Laura.

As for the twins who already hated me, they would tear off their disguises and use all kinds of means to humiliate me.

Because that was how they had treated my younger sister in our previous lives.

I can't just sit there and wait.

I have to do something.

When the whole family visited Old Mrs. Quinn again, the doctor told them that there were only about three months left.

The demon twins laughed softly in my ears.

Solomon said, "Once Old Mrs. Quinn dies, you'll have to return to your nest. Don't cry too hard then."

Seeing that I was expressionless, his younger brother continued.

"Little bug, you don't want to go back to the Quinn family, do you? How about this? If you kneel down and beg us, maybe we can leave you a servant's position."

"If you clean the toilet for us every day, we will reward you with a meal."

Solomon chimed in, "Kneel down, you stinky worm! What a great opportunity!"

One of them kicked me in the knee, and I staggered, causing Matthews to be displeased.

"Why are you so unruly? Go punish yourself!"

The Quinn family had many rules.

My punishment was to stand there for an entire night.

The twins laughed so hard that their eyes were narrowed.

That night, Old Mrs. Quinn, who had been unconscious for a long time, suddenly woke up and called the children of the Quinn family one by one in the hospital.

After hanging up the phone, Matthews did not intend to go to the hospital. After all, the doctor said that Old Mrs. Quinn had three months left.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to sleep, I appeared in front of him.

"Dad, I heard you on the phone just now. You should go to the hospital."

He frowned. "It's none of your business. Keep standing!"

I rolled my eyes, looking like I wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

Matthews said grumpily, "Get straight to the point!"

"When I saw Grandma in the hospital today, I saw that she was dying... Although the doctor said that it was still three months, I think she can't make it tonight."

Matthews looked at me coldly. "Do you know what you're talking about? You're cursing my mother."

I waved my hand repeatedly. "Dad, I'm sorry! Maybe I was wrong! I shouldn't have said that! But when someone in the orphanage died, I saw it too..."

"Stop." He stopped me. "I'll believe you this once. If you're playing tricks on me, I'll send you back to the orphanage."

I didn't play tricks on him. I remember very clearly when Old Mrs. Quinn passed away because it was the beginning of my sister's tragedy in her previous life.

Laura was very dissatisfied with her husband going to the hospital in the middle of the night. She scolded, "You're crazy. You really think you're a filial son..."

She turned around and went back to sleep. I gave Matthews something before he left.

A recording pen.

After all, Old Mrs. Quinn's will had not been signed yet, and she held more than 30% of the shares of the Quinn family.

Matthews's expression changed when he saw the recording pen.

"You... surprised me."

I smiled.

There were still many things that surprised him.