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William Lane received the message in the morning and rushed back from F Continent. After getting off the airplane, he called Kevin Clark and went straight to the school.
As Olivia left the school and saw Williamâs car, she immediately slowed down, walking towards it little by little.
William sat in the backseat, watching her come out. He lowered the car window and looked at her moving towards him quietly.
Five minutes later, Olivia finally moved to the side of the car, looked inside at her brother through the window, and squeezed a smile, âBrother, why did you come back?â
William didnât answer her, just saying, âGet in the car.â
Olivia pursed her lips, opened the car door, and got in.
After sitting down, she stole a glance at her brother with a turn of her eyes.
The driver started the car and drove towards the Lane family home.
William glanced at her, his light thin lips gently pursed. After a while, he said, âOlivia, what did I say last time?â
His tone was flat, and his voice was somewhat cold. But he didnât yell at her angrily.
Olivia lowered her head and didnât say anything.
âWhy donât you listen, why skip class, and why avoid the people following you?â William, wearing a white shirt, had a cool and gentle temperament. His eyes hid the usual smile, and his voice was uncharacteristically serious, âOlivia, I need an explanation.â
Olivia still didnât say anything with her head down.
William waited for a while and said, âSpeak.â
âBrother, Iâm sorry.â Olivia said, pinching her fingers.
âYouâre not sorry to me; youâre sorry to yourself,â William said, âYouâre wasting your life. Do you want to be stuck in Senior Three when youâre twenty?â
Olivia didnât say anything again.
âLast time Henry Clark took you away, didnât he tell you not to lose the people following you ever again?â Williamâs tone became even more serious. âYou take your brotherâs words for granted. If it wasnât for Arthurâs girlfriend today, do you think you could be sitting here safe and sound? Henry Clark is after your life.â
Olivia clenched the paper in her pocket that Daisy Zane had written on.
âOlivia, Arthurâs girlfriend got injured saving you; you should be grateful that itâs just a swelling,â William said. âWhat if her arm had been broken or disabled? Have you ever thought about how you and the Lane family will explain it to Arthur and the Clark family?â
The driver in front drove the car and glanced at his young master through the rearview mirror. It was the first time he had seen him speak so harshly to his sister.
âArthur put his girlfriend on a pedestal, do you think sheâd let you off easily if it werenât for the Lane familyâs sake?â William continued, âOlivia, your brother can cover for you if you usually cause a little trouble, but now youâve become willful to the point of endangering your own life or othersâ.â
âI didnât do that,â Olivia said quietly.
âWhat didnât you do?â William asked, âDid you not skip class by climbing the wall, or did you not get someone injured because of you?â
After that sentence, both of them stopped talking.
William looked at her, while Olivia hung her head, still clutching the paper in her pocket.
The neon lights outside the car retreated into blurred shadows. The prolonged silence inside the car seemed to darken the light.
âWhy are you silent again?â William broke the silence.
As soon as he said this, he saw Olivia lower her head, and a tear fell.
William watched the teardrop, his eyelashes trembling fiercely, and the fingers on his lap suddenly clenched.
Olivia hurriedly raised her hand and wiped away the tear, then looked out the window.
âOliviaâ¦â Williamâs voice instantly softened.
Olivia kept looking outside and didnât speak.
William gently took her arm, turned her around, and wiped the tears that came out again with his hand, âIâm sorry, I was too harsh.â
Olivia nodded, then shook her head.
âAlright, donât cry,â William said, holding her face and wiping away her tears.
Olivia sobbed a couple of times, choking back tears, âI-I know Iâm wrong. I-I didnât do it on purpose.â
âItâs brotherâs fault, brotherâs tone was too heavy.â
âHmm.â
âIâm sorry.â
Daisy Zane sniffed twice and said quietly, âItâs okay.â
âAlright, stop crying.â
âMmm,â Daisy Zane replied softly.
William Lane put his arm around her and gently patted her shoulder while his other hand stroked her head. When she had stopped crying, he finally let go of her.
âBrother, when will you leave?â
âIâll stay with you until the weekend is over,â William Lane replied.
Daisy Zane smiled, with her eyes still red.
William Lane touched her head and asked, âAuntie said you didnât eat dinner. Do you want me to take you out to eat?â
âI ate in the cafeteria.â
William Lane looked surprised, âDid you eat enough?â
âMmhmm.â
After that, the two of them were silent for a while. After some time, William Lane said, âDaisy Zane, Iâll say this for the last time: no matter what youâre doing, have someone with you. Do you understand?â
Daisy Zane looked at him and nodded, âMmhmm.â
âIâll let you have your way with everything else, but you have to listen to me on this matter,â William Lane tucked her hair behind her ear, âI donât want to hear news like todayâs anymore,â he said.
âMmhmm.â
Seeing her obediently agree, a smile appeared in William Laneâs eyes, and then he asked, âDo you really like Arthur Northâs girlfriend?â
Upon mention of Daisy Zane, Daisy Zane suddenly looked at the street outside and said, âBrother, Iâm not going home. I have to go back to school.â
âHuh?â William Lane thought he had heard wrong; with him at home, his sister wasnât going back to their house, âWhat for?â
âItâs just that Daisy Zaneâs hand needs medicine,â Daisy Zane said, as if she was reluctant to admit her concern. âI just wanted to see if she needs my help.â
William Lane raised an eyebrow. It seemed like she really liked her a lot.
It just made him more curious.
His sister believed this person to be very beautiful and cared so much for her. The person was also very capable of fighting.
What kind of sacred person did Kevin Clark find?
âOur little Daisy Zane has grown up, youâve learned to care for others now.â
Daisy Zane pouted.
William Lane told the driver, âTurn around and go back to the school.â
âAlright.â
Once back at the school, Daisy Zane didnât return to the classroom. Instead, she sat in the stands on the playground for a while, and only returned to the dormitory after evening self-study was over.
When she got back, Daisy Zane was on the balcony making a phone call. Daisy Zane sat on a chair, playing with her cell phone for a while.
After ten minutes, everyone else went to wash up. Daisy Zane only came inside the dormitory from the balcony.
As soon as she opened the balcony door and saw Daisy Zane, Daisy Zane raised an eyebrow, âYouâre back?â
âWhy did you make such a long phone call?â
Daisy Zane looked at her with a smile in her eyes, seeming to see through her every thought but said nothing.
Daisy Zane felt as if she had been exposed. She stood up and said, âLetâs go! Wash up! Lights out soon.â
âWhy are you in such a hurry today?â Daisy Zane asked deliberately as she walked towards her bed.
âItâs my pleasure.â
Daisy Zane chuckled and said, âAlright, letâs wash up.â