The Game of Quinn's Fortune

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The next day, Ai returned home. She was so pleased and satisfied to see Quinn back. She was constantly kissing and hugging him as she met him after many days of separation.

She was so worried about Quinn. In the decision, she was just hired as Quinn's caretaker. But now, she had emotional feelings for him.

She considered Quinn totally unsaved in Prime Minister's house after facing a second incident of his kidnapping.

So, she went towards the Prime Minister for discussion.

Ai: Sir, I'm so worried about the baby. If the situation remains the same, he could be kidnapped again. Even this house is unsafe for him.

Prime Minister: Everything is happening due to his large hand. His life will be in danger if we don't take any considerable action.

Ai: Hiding the truth of a baby with such considerable recognition is causing problems day by day for himself.

Prime Minister: So, you want this truth to be exposed?

Ai: Yeah! The reason for his kidnapping was also this. What if the situation remains the same after eighteen years? No one will marry him. His life will be devastated. I want my child to live life with fun, not in a locked room.

Prime Minister: No! No! The big tension will rise in the whole world again. Exposing the truth is indirectly to kill a baby with our own hands.

Ai: Whatever, the problem is this hand. We should do something about this.

Prime Minister: Then, there's not any option except cutting off the hand.

Quinn, who was listening to the whole discussion, became worried to hear that. He was feared of losing any part of his body.

According to him, getting life without a hand was worse than dying. So he thought he should commit suicide. In that way, he wouldn't have to face any more problems. Also, the Prime Minister's life will be comfortable.

Ai: Oh! How will he survive with one hand? He'll become a joke for people.

Prime Minister: Whatever, saving his life should be our priority. It's my final decision.

Ai felt the severe pain of losing the hand in her heart and said with painful red eyes: "If you couldn't protect the child, why did you take his custody? You don't deserve the status you own".

The Prime Minister was shocked by her behavior. Except for Ju, nobody had talked to him in that way ever in his life.

Prime Minister: How dare you to talk to me like that!

Ai: How dare you to think that my child will lose the hand! If you can't protect him, don't pretend to be his guardian. I'll take him away with me.

The Prime Minister became furious about Ai's words, but a wave of embarrassment compelled him to look over his decision just after a moment.

Prime Minister: It's better if I accept my faults. The decision to have a child with me was wrong. Take him to the other place. Your job will continue. I'll keep on sending your salary and child's necessities to the place where you'll stay. But go to the place where no one can find himself.

Ai: I'll take him to my uncle's home. He lives in this city.

Prime Minister: I think you should stay in an unknown village where nobody can find the baby.

Ai: Don't worry, sir. There's a secret room in my uncle's house that nobody knows except himself and mine. So I'll keep the baby there.

Prime Minister: I have to agree with your decision unwillingly. But make sure that there will be no option other than cutting his hand if you fail to protect him.

Quinn became extremely upset to hear that.

"My fortune has no direction. How great if those rays, instead of reducing my age, killed me. But it's not too late".

Nobody at his place wanna alive. What was left for him? Even his own existence had been changed. His body had become a burden on himself.

The feeling of losing his hand was unbearable that he got another problem. He didn't want to leave Prime Minister's house.

Before that, he had thought when he'd become younger; he would find his culprits.

His concern was alright because how could a boy without any big support find any criminal in the whole city!

He had to use big powers to do so, but all of his plans broke. He could be strengthful enough to handle the situation but proving himself sensitive, he took a knife and cut his neck.

We couldn't say that that was his fortune or, unfortunate, that even due to the high pressure of the working knife, his neck remained stable at its position.

His condition had become worse enough that he couldn't be sympathetic towards his life. With the painful wet eyes, he attacked many times on his neck, but nothing changed.

"What will be changed even after eighteen years? I have lost my family, my house, and even my body. Why is my body not being damaged? But I'll keep on trying!" He had gotten mad in anger and depression.

After that, he took a flask sitting next to his swing with his large hand and put pressure on his head with a scream showing that he would die.

Surprisingly nothing changed. Instead of becoming a cause of his death, the flask didn't even cause any pain on his head.