NovelEnglishChapter 1377 Cody downed his drink, whipped out his phone, and dialed hto ask if he could crash at the Lynch family's place. He got an earful instead.
He shot Quinn a sheepish grin, making her squirm. "Seriously?" she asked, unsure.
"My dad's makingcback..." Cody muttered.
Quinn rolled her eyes. "Then go." Cody looked bummed and glanced at the big screen ahead. "I'll head back after the countdown." Quinn checked the time; about ten minutes left.
Sprout was babbling away in his stroller. Quinn turned to see him clapping and cooing at the flashing lights.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNo one could make sense of his baby gibberish.
He wasn't crying or fussing, so they let him be.
The rooftop wind was cold and damp, stinging Quinn's face like needles. She pulled her hat down and picked up Sprout. His hands were freezing.
Couldn't he feel the cold? Quinn held his hands, but he kept squirming and making little protest noises.
Abigail and Cody were chatting about the Lynch family. Cody didn't know much since they weren't originally from here but had moved from another country years ago.
Back then, the country was a mess. Somehow, the Lynch family popped up, took down a powerful family, and backed a president into office.
Since then, they were untouchable.
Abigail's jaw dropped. "That badass?" Cody nodded. "Yeah, pretty badass." "What about you guys? If you went up against them, who'd win?" Abigail asked, curious.
Cody was taken aback, then frowned. "Why would we go up against them?" "I'm just saying. Why so serious?" Abigail said, rolling her eyes.
Cody scratched his head, stumped.
Just then, the countdown started. He quickly changed the subject, pointing. "It's starting!" Abigail scoffed and waved Quinn over.
Quinn, holding Sprout, cto the railing and looked at the colorful big screen. The countdown was at thirty seconds.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBelow, the crowd looked like a dark sea from this angle, kinda intimidating.
When it hit the last ten seconds, a deafening countdown by fared from below. The vibe was electric, and E even Quinn felt the New Year's buzz.
Even Sprout in her arms was babbling and wriggling to get down.
A loud bang echoed from the sky, and fireworks lit up the night. The massive fireworks, with colorful lights, filled half the sky mom into five different shapes before finally spelling out "Happy New Year." Abigail quickly whipped out her camera, snapped spics, then set it on a tripod and pulled everyone in for a group shot.
Cody's phone kept buzzing. He pulled it out, annoyed; his family, was m nagging him to cback. He regretted calling earlier. If he had known, he wouldn't have bothered.
"I gotta bail. Family's calling," he said, annoyed.
Abigail waved him off. "Go on, get outta here."
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