Chapter 603: Do You Really Wish for Dad to Die?

"Heh..." Quentin turned to face Andrew, his laugh full of mockery. "Big brother, why do I feel like you actually wish for dad to die?" "You!" Andrew's face flushed with anger instantly. "What are you doing!?" Henry grabbed Andrew's arm, pulling him behind himself. His towering height of 1.81 meters shielded Andrew from all of Quentin's threats and dominance. "Uncle Sheng was merely stating facts. Why do you have to assume everyone is as malicious as you?" "Haha... Not bad!" Quentin looked at Henry, his clapping filled with scorn. "Big brother, you haven't wasted these years. Raising Nancy's protective wildcat and this loyal watchdog for you, I'm quite envious, indeed!" "Quentin!" Old Mrs. Lesser couldn't stand by any longer and scolded loudly, "How can you speak of your brother and Nan's brother like that?" Eva, supporting Old Mrs. Lesser, approached with a complex and distant look in her eyes. She never imagined that after more than two decades, she and Quentin would grow a