Completely Exposed...
Tristan squinted his eyes, a hint of unclear coldness flickering in their depths. He murmured thoughtfully, "Every time?"
Perhaps the protection was a facade, concealing constant surveillance.
"Compared to the strict family rules of other prestigious families, the Quinns have fewer restrictions, but there's one rule that Quinns must strictly follow." Cynthia glanced at Tristan, somewhat helplessly. "No flaunting of wealth!"
Though Cynthia didn't explicitly say it, Tristan could easily guess the story behind this family rule. It was likely that San Heith Quinn had attracted too much attention, making them targets. That's why they took measures against the descendants of the Quinns.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Tristan looked at Cynthia, asking, "So, is that why you went to study in Peaceville?"