Chapter 471 His Identity Is About to be Exposed!
Quentin was the most favored youngest child of the Miller family, and also Jessica's nephew.
However, he was an arrogant, insolent, and dissolute playboy.
In the past, William had disciplined him, and the two had quite a few conflicts.
Why did he suddenly come to Lindwood City this time?
William frowned and was about to turn and leave when a figure barged in through the hospital room door.
Accompanied by an annoying loud laugh.
"Haha, William, long time no see. How are you? Surprised to see me?"
Quentin, dressed in a white suit, perfectly tailored and looking expensive, with a costly watch on his wrist, had a handsome appearance and a well-proportioned body.
In a TV show, this would be the attire of a big star.
Behind him were four bodyguards in black suits, all with serious expressions, all loyalists of the Miller family.
Quentin's appearance exuded an air of aristocratic arrogance.
From the moment he entered, William felt that Quentin definitely had an agenda.
The arrogance emanating from him was no different from before.
"A bit surprised, but it's okay." William looked at Quentin, who had sat down on the sofa, and said calmly.
This Quentin was really impolite, completely disregarding the people in the ward.
Quentin sat down and crossed his legs, and an air of arrogance naturally flowed out.
He glanced at Mary on the hospital bed and suddenly grinned, "This must be Mary, right? Hello."
As he spoke, Quentin raised his hand as a greeting. It seemed very disrespectful.
But this was Quentin; in his eyes, there was no such thing as respect.
If there was, it was others respecting him.
Mary was puzzled and looked at William suspiciously, asking, "Who is this?"
William was about to explain when Quentin stood up, hands in his pockets, and said smugly, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Quentin Miller. To be precise, I'm Jessica's nephew."
Mary was stunned, her eyes falling on Quentin, scrutinizing him carefully. This guy was so arrogant and conceited.
Mary didn't like him and felt an inexplicable sense of disgust.
But she couldn't show it, so she just smiled faintly and nodded to indicate she understood.
Quentin didn't care and turned to look at William, asking with a smirk, "William, you don't look so good. It seems your wife doesn't know who you are, right? Should I explain it to her?"
As he said this, Quentin's eyes were full of pride, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth carried a sense of oppression.
William raised an eyebrow, his eyes coldly staring at Quentin, and said in a low voice, "What exactly do you want?"
Quentin shrugged and said, "Nothing much, just bored and looking for something to do."
"Hey, Mary, has William ever told you that he's from the Jones family?"
Quentin grinned at the confused Mary and continued, "Do you know the Jones family? You haven't checked it out yet, have you?"
"What do you mean?" Mary frowned and asked.
Quentin glanced at William, whose face had turned pale, and smiled, "Mary, actually, William is not an ordinary person. He is..."
Before he could finish, William stepped forward, grabbed Quentin by the collar, his eyes filled with a chilling intensity, and said in a low voice, "Quentin, don't go too far!"
This scene happened quickly, startling the four bodyguards behind Quentin, who immediately reached for their waists!
At the same time, Alan's men rushed in and confronted the bodyguards.
Quentin raised his hand, a sneer on his lips, and said, "Alright, I won't say anything. But can you keep it a secret?"
William pushed Quentin away forcefully and ordered, "Get out!"
Quentin, knowing he was unwelcome, adjusted his tie and collar, then sneered twice and said, "William, we'll meet again. I hope next time, you can still stand and talk to me."
With that, Quentin laughed and left the hospital with his men.
At the entrance, Quentin got into a red Aston Martin sports car and beckoned to his subordinate at the car door, saying, "Go, arrange for some people to cause trouble for BK Pharmaceuticals."
The subordinate bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Mr. Miller."
Quentin glanced at the hospital entrance, a sinister smile on his lips.
'William, I couldn't beat you before, but now that you've left the Jones family, do you think I still can't beat you? What's so great about the Jones family!' Quentin thought.
Inside the ward, the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
Mary sat on the hospital bed, looking at William opposite her. After a long time, she asked, "What did he mean just now? What Jones family? William, are you hiding something from me?"
Mary frowned slightly.
She wasn't stupid. Recently, she had experienced so many things, and every event seemed to be related to William's identity.
William, from the beginning as the useless son-in-law of the Smith family, gradually became different, became wealthy, and became powerful.
Mary had slowly accepted all this.
But now, thinking back, it seemed there was a big secret behind it.
And this secret was something William had always been afraid to tell her.
William's face darkened a bit. He looked at Mary, pulled up a chair, and sat down.
After thinking for a long time, William finally said, "Do you really want to know?"
Mary nodded.
William said, "If I tell you, once you know, or more people know, it will bring endless trouble. Do you still want to know?"
William also wanted to tell Mary about his true identity, but he didn't dare to reveal it easily.
Because he still had many things not arranged, many things not investigated.
The Miller family, his mother Aurora's family the Price family, the people behind Jessica, Aurora's accident, Ellie's disappearance, and so on.
And the most crucial part was his father, Mario, who was from Skyheart Island.
Everyone was like a net, ready to wipe out the Jones family at any time.
And behind all this was an unknown black hand.
Mary was also silent. She didn't know how to continue asking.
Looking at William's expression, she made her own judgment and said, "If it's really dangerous, I'd rather not know. I'm willing to wait until the day you can tell me."
With that, Mary tightly held William's hand, as if to give him comfort and encouragement.
William also smiled gently, reached out, and patted Mary's head.
After sitting for a while, William left.
Margaret still needed arrangements; after all, with two hands crippled, hospitalization and other matters required his attention.
Not long after William left, a few uninvited guests came to Mary's ward.
To be precise, it was an elderly man in a wheelchair, pushed in by a close bodyguard.
He had an old, frail appearance, as if he was at the end of his life.
But he exuded an incredibly strong, imposing aura.
His legs were covered with a thin blanket, and behind him stood eight bodyguards in black suits, holding black folding umbrellas. Each one was not an ordinary person, as their eyes were cold and disdainful..
Compared to the bodyguards around Quentin earlier, they were like kings, capable of taking on a thousand men!
Moreover, each of them had a golden emblem on their collar—a short dagger!
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