NovelEnglishNash's words also caught Quincy off guard.
Quincy thought to himself, "No, it couldn't be. Linda was pregnant, and she was the woman from that night. The child must be his." "Let's go," Nash suddenly said.
"Okay," Quincy started the car.
Nash frowned. "I meant get out of the car!" "Mr. York, don't you have a meeting to attend? They're all waiting, and there's too many people here!" Quincy observed the crowded area, knowing it would be congested.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt wasn't unusual for Nina to be here, but for him to cwithout security clearing the area, given his typical lifestyle habits, he wouldn't fancy going this route. Nash stared at Quincy calmly and said, "Don't you enjoy places like this?" "Huh?" Quincy was taken aback. Since when did he like coming to places like this? But seeing Nash's sharp gaze, he could only nod. "Yes, yes, I enjoy coming here." "Alright, let's get out!" Nash turned his gaze outside.
He got out of the car first, watching the bustling crowd, unable to fathom why so many people would gather in a place like this. All for a few minutes of fireworks? A hint of disdain appeared on Nash's face involuntarily.
"Watch out, Mr. York!" Quincy watched anxiously from the side, afraid of someone bumping into him and clearing a path for him.
Nash walked briskly, his gaze closely following Nina. Seeing her happily tossing hoops with Scott, he frowned. He didn't quite understand how playing with such a simple gcould bring them so much joy. Nina had fifty hoops in her hand. Four bucks for fifty hoops was quite a bargain.
She wanted the brown bear soft toy at the back, the largest soft toy there. It was also the most difficult to hook. People always wanted the best, even in ring-toss games.
"I can't hook it." Nina didn't know 1.n how many hoops she had thrown. She had spent twenty bucks. Two hundred and fifty hoops. She persisted just for that brown bear soft toy at the back. No matter what, she couldn't hook it.
The shopkeeper couldn't bear to watch anymore and said, "Miss, why don't you give up on that one? There are other soft toys over there that would suit you." "I don't want any other, I just want that one." Nina didn't want to give up. Perhaps with a little more effort, she could hook it.
It was the first tthe shopkeeper had seen someone like her. If she couldn't hook it, it was as if she was giving away money for free. From his perspective, it was a good thing, but seeing a young girl working so hard for a soft toy made him feel guilty.
Seeing her determination, Scott wanted to help her. "Givefifty hoops, boss." "Sure." Scott took the hoops and tossed them, but none of them hooked. However, Nina could tell he was trying to help her get that brown bear soft toy. Suddenly...
"You got it, you got it!" Nina exclaimed excitedly.
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Scott tossed the fifth hoop, finally hooking the brown bear soft toy. Statistically, it was difficult to hook the last one, and it had to be perfectly balanced on its head. Scott accomplished it this way. S~'a÷÷h the FindNøvel. et website on Gøøgl to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Nina was ecstatic to see the hoop around the soft toy's head, nearly Roy's jumping for joy. She looked at Scott, forgetting everything else, just feeling happy, and gave him a hug. Bang! The toy gun from the next stall went off.
The shopkeeper from the adjacent stall was almost scared out of his wits and immediately exclaimed, "Sir, where are you shooting? You almost hitin the head! Although it's a toy gun, it's still quite powerful!" It was the first the had encountered someone aiming a gun at him. Was this person an enemy? Nash's attention was entirely focused on them, and he couldn't see the balloons in front of him.
He also didn't hear what the shopkeeper said, firing another shot.
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