Lucas Quinn seemed to know what Charlotte Allison was thinking. He nuzzled her neck and said casually, "She understands the old man's health better than anyone, that's why she gave such advice to my Uncle. Her intentions are clear."
"My Uncle is not necessarily unaware. Over the years, he's been thriving on the business he grabbed during the chaos when the old man died, feeling quite smug about it."
"So this pair of mother and son are, in essence, using each other."
It was just as Charlotte had suspected.
"So, at New Year, Master Frederick hired someone to kill you because you discovered the truth about Mr. Quinn's death." She had pieced the situation together.
"Yes, that's one of the reasons. Another was because I, as the puppet-like head of the Quinn Family, had seized power. Not a few of his smuggling operations were shut down by me, and he was furious to the point of wanting me dead." Lucas suddenly laughed, his smile full of malice.
