When they arrived at Seatle City, Shirley and Mr. Quintin parted ways.
She had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, but her simple-minded daughter was sad and clingy to Mr. Quintin, unwilling to let go.
"Daddy, are we going to separate now? I can't bear to leave you. Can you go home with me and live with me, Mommy, and Bennett?"
"Well..."
Mr. Quintin did not answer. Shirley kept a straight face and refused, "No!"
"Why not? Daddy, Mommy, and babies should live together, right?"
"Alisha, listen to Mommy. This guy is not a good person. You can just play with each other. If you want him to live with us, it's no different from getting a monster inside our house. It's too dangerous, so you can't do that."
"But I think Mr. Quintin is a good person. He doesn't seem like a villain. He won't hurt us. On the contrary, he will treat us well and take care of us."
Alisha's sweet face was full of trust for Mr. Quintin.