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At that time, Daisy Zane wasnât as tall as she is now, and her face still had some baby fat. Her beautiful phoenix eyes would curve when she smiled.
Her whole body didnât have the sharp aura that she has now; compared to her current self, she seemed like an innocent little bunny.
She wore a flower wreath made of peach blossoms on her head, and her black hair reached her waist. It fluttered lightly as she danced.
Even when dancing spontaneously, it was evident that she had a solid foundation in dance. Her grace, posture, and technique were all perfectly interpreted.
Soft yet powerful, her dance moves were light and graceful, her body as ethereal as cloud fluff. Her body was so flexible that it seemed boneless.
As she spun smoothly, her slender neck drew beautiful lines, and every movement reached the pinnacle of elegance.
When she spun in place, her skirt hem fluttered, and her hair followed suit.
A gust of wind passed by the peach blossoms, and petals fell all around.
Daisy Zane in the video spun and lifted her hand to catch the petals.
The smile on her face was pure and carefree, coming from the depths of her heart.
It was a smile that none of the people in front of the screen had ever seen.
The picture before their eyes was crystal clear. Kevin Clark stared intently at the little girl on the screen, at the little girl who now seemed so different.
âLittle Enigma.â
A manâs voice suddenly came from the screen. It was a low, magnetic, and pleasant voice.
And the tone was very indulgent and tender.
However, when it reached Daisy Zaneâs ears, she only felt disgust.
Hearing this voice, Kevin Clarkâs eyelashes trembled slightly, and a fierce look appeared in the depths of his eyes in an instant.
The man in the video did not appear on the screen, but Little Enigma heard his voice and stopped, turning to look at him.
As she saw him, the smile on her face grew even deeper.
âBrother Yabez.â Little Enigma ran to him a few steps, âDidnât you say youâd come back in two days?â
Only the peach blossom tree was left on the screen.
There was also the sound of the two peopleâs conversation.
It was still Little Enigmaâs Daisy Zane, her voice somewhat childish, but very lively and sweet. Unlike now, she was cold and forbidding.
âI tricked you; I came back secretly to give you a surprise.â Edward Kirsten said, âArenât you cold? Wearing so little.â
âNot cold.â Little Enigma said, âWhat season is it? The peach blossoms are blooming.â
âPut your clothes on in case you catch a cold when you sweat.â
⦠Alright.â Little Enigma put on her clothes.
âLetâs go back. I brought you a gift; take a look.â Edward Kirsten said.
âWhat gift? If I donât like it, Iâll get angry.â Little Enigma said fiercely.
Edward Kirsten chuckled lightly: âYouâre so fierce. I brought you a gift, and you still get angry.â
âYes. Iâll get really angry.â
âFine. Be angry.â Edward Kirsten said indulgently, âBrother will coax you.â
Little Enigma laughed, and then a piece of clothing suddenly appeared in the bottom left corner of the screen, but it disappeared after a short while.
âBrother Yabez, Iâm recording a video.â Little Enigma said, âDonât be in the frame.â
âWhatâs the matter? Canât brother be seen? Canât be in the frame?â
âIâm filming peach blossoms; you donât have to be in the frame.â
âAlright, alright. Youâre getting harder to serve.â Edward Kirsten laughed. After a while, his voice rang out again, but it was a bit distant, âLittle Enigma, your hair is getting a bit long. Time to get it cut.â
âNot long at all, itâs just you getting itchy fingers again.â Enigmaâs voice grew more distant as she spoke, âDonât even think about it, I wonât let you cut it.
Your skills are terrible, itâs ugly!â
âSlow down, be careful not to trip.â
âI want to go see the presents!â
Robert Kirsten was right, Edward Kirsten did treat her very well, spoiling her like the apple of his eye. And she used to really like him.
At least before the Mason Davis incident, she really liked her elder brother, treating him as family, a reliable person, and the closest person to her.
But, after all, everything was just an illusion, like flowers in a mirror or the moon on water. They were all the tenderness, intimacy, and indulgence that Edward Kirsten showed when facing her.
Everyone was silent as they watched the screen, who could have imagined that the Daisy Zane standing before them used to be like that.
Playful, loves to laugh, quirkyâ¦
Kevin Clark looked at the peach blossom tree on the screen while his hands at his sides, his veins bulging. His face turned pale and his originally crimson thin lips turned even paler due to the constant pain from his heart.
How did that man turn such a naive and cheerful little girl into what she is now?
Daisy Zane didnât show any emotional fluctuations at all, her coldness reached the extreme, as if she had lost all reaction to everything around her.
Suddenly another voice sounded, much louder and deeper than before, with a hint of sinister laughter.
âLittle Enigma.â
Daisy Zaneâs eyes blinked gently, watching the unchanging scene before her.
âBrother really misses you.â
âDamn!â James Collins cursed under his breath.
âI knew youâd come, so brother prepared a special surprise for you, do you like it?â
Kevin Clark saw Daisy Zaneâs complexion worsening and pulled out the gun from his waist and aimed it at the screen.
However, Daisy Zane raised her hand to lower his arm, stopping him: âDonât, let him talk.â
Kevin Clark looked at her.
Daisy Zane could sense his gaze, but didnât raise her head, only pressing down on his arm with more force.
There were things that Kevin Clark should know, and he had the right to know.
Kevin Clarkâs hand was pressed down, preventing him from firing. So he put away his gun and held Daisy Zaneâs hand in his.
Feeling his warmth, Daisy Zane hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she didnât move.
Edward Kirstenâs voice continued: âBrother misses Little Enigmaâs smile and also misses her sleeping face. Remember when Brother said, youâre well-behaved and quiet when you sleep. Brother must see it every day before he can fall asleep.â
James Collins couldnât hold back any longer and turned around in place, wanting to pierce Edward Kirstenâs throat to see if he could still talk. Allonzo Hobsonâs skin crawled with goosebumps and his hairs stood on end.
Fuck! Why is this man so disgusting and perverted? Is he even human? How could anyone stand such a person by their side?
Daisy Zaneâs fingertips stiffened, trying to pull her hand away.
But Kevin Clark immediately tightened his grip. He finally understood why this little girl loved to sleep with her head wrapped up.
It was all because of him.
âBrother knows that youâre investigating the 319 case, and that you have many doubts. So today, Brother will casually answer two questions for you.â
Daisy Zaneâs pupils deepened.
Edward Kirstenâs voice said: âBrother has been studying this Thing for many years⦠It can be said that this Thing has been studied since my grandfatherâs youth, and itâs already the third generation.â
âOriginally, in my grandfatherâs generation, a more refined elixir than what you see now had already been developed. But some accidents happened, the research results were lost, and only some information about the elixir was left. So, with the completion of only a fifth part of the elixir, my father and I have been conducting research, resulting in todayâs 319. Unfortunately⦠it still hasnât achieved the effect of the previous version. Even back then, it wasnât completely successfulâ¦.â