NovelAmazoneChapter 1378 Cody was kinda dragging his feet about leaving. He said his goodbyes to Quinn and Abigail, bent down, waved at Sprout, and flashed a big ol' grin. "Later, Sprout," he said.
Sprout gave him a toothless smile and tried to grab his glasses. Cody straightened up real quick, dodging Sprout's little hands, and headed off the rooftop.
Before he bounced, he told Quinn that this was their company, and they had a few days off, so she could chill here without stressing.
After he dipped, Abigail grabbed the camera to check out the pics she just snapped. She seemed to remember something and looked up at Quinn. "It's noon. Aren't we heading back?" Quinn glanced at the crowd below. "Let's hang tight for a bit. Too many people right now. We'll head down when it clears out." "Cool, you chill here. I'll go scope things out," Abigail said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuinn nodded, giving her the go-ahead.
Abigail dashed off with her camera, while Quinn sat on the swing, looking down at Sprout in her arms.
He was super hyped up, making all sorts of noises.
Staring at his face, she zoned out for a sec. She suddenly wondered if Alexander was like this when he was a kid. A cold drop hit her face. Looking up, she saw it was starting to drizzle.
There weren't as many people below now, but it was still pretty packed. She had no clue where Abigail had gone. She thought for a sec and decided to take the elevator down with Sprout. She weaved through the crowd while pulling out her phone to call Abigail. It was probably too loud, and Abigail missed the call.
Quinn sighed and walked with Sprout to a less crowded spot. The streets were still jammed.
She walked forever without finding a less crowded place. Even the shops on both sides were packed.
After about half an hour, the crowd finally thinned out, and there were fewer cars. It looked like a residential area.
Quinn found a bench on the sidewalk and plopped down. Sprout yanked at her hair, making her scalp sting. She looked down at him in her arms.
She tried to free her hair, but he grabbed it again. Holding his hand, she said firmly, "No grabbing." Sprout made sprotesting noises. Even though Quinn couldn't understand him, she could tell he was being defiant.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo when he reached out to grab again, she lightly slapped his hand. She didn't hit hard, but he started flailing his arms and legs.
His feet kicked her chest, which hurt a bit. She clutched her chest, feeling totally helpless as she looked at the little rascal in her arms.
She turned her head and suddenly saw a black car driving into the residential area. She jumped up immediately. Through the car window, she saw the guy sitting inside.
But she only got a quick look before the trees blocked her view.
She instinctively chased after the car. By the tshe reached the entrance of the residential area, she could only see the car's tail lights.
Quinn stood there, kinda dazed, her breath forming little white puffs in the air that quickly disappeared. She watched the car vanish and memorized the license plate number.
She saw the nof the residential area and quickly searched it on her phone. It was called "Iris Estates," the diris swankiest neighborhood in the district, full of two- and three-story villas. As she scrolled through the info, a thought hit her, and she quickly downloaded another app.
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