Chapter 322: Chapter 322 - 298: Strange Uncle

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Clark Manor

After Kevin and the others returned to their Courtyard, Natalie Wayne brought a bowl of calming soup.

When she returned to the bedchamber, Elina Clark was standing on the terrace, looking outside.

Natalie put the calming soup on the round table, walked over to Elina, held her hand, and softly whispered, “Brother Louis.”

Elina immediately held her hand tightly, turned her head to look at her, with some deep, defeated eyes, her voice trembling a bit, “Mimi, I shouldn’t have hit Harton.”

When they were young, Elina always called Natalie “Mimi.” However, as the children grew up, she only used the nickname in private.

Usually, she would be called “Madam.”

“I was just talking about that part.” Natalie said softly.

Elina sighed lightly, holding Natalie in her arms, “I never hit Harton since he was young. This is not his fault, I shouldn’t have laid a hand on him.”

With one hand behind his back, Natalie gently stroked him, “Harton understands.”

“It was my soft-heartedness that let Henry Clark live.” Elina tightened her arms a bit, her head buried in Natalie’s shoulder, “I should have handled it earlier and not caused trouble for the children.”

“Father begged you before his death, to let Henry Clark live no matter what, for his sake.” Natalie Wayne said, “We kept our promise. As for the result, this is what Henry Clark deserves.”

“I was confused. I should have known he would never change. I shouldn’t have left this hidden danger for the children. I’m an old man now, I have lived enough. What family rules, and what retribution? I’d rather have done this myself than having Harton do it.”

“Louis, don’t say that. We thought that the Lane family would handle this matter, but Harton suddenly took action. This is what Henry Clark deserves, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

“Mimi, I had Harton at such an old age. The fatherly love he could enjoy is already scarce. Even if I live to be a hundred, I’ll only be a burden to the children later on.” Elina whispered, “I owe him so much, yet I let him bear the consequences of the disaster I left behind. Not only that, but I also hit him.”

“It’s alright, Louis, it’s fine,” Natalie gently patted his back and softly comforted him, “You were just worried. Harton understands. He’s grown up now, and he doesn’t need us to worry about him.”

After chatting for a while at Ryan Easton’s parking lot, Harton sent Daisy Zane home.

He then immediately returned to the Research Institute.

And Daisy Zane stayed up all night organizing the data.

After breakfast the next morning, she went straight to the laboratory at Imperial Capital University.

She kept busy until past three o’clock in the afternoon. When the experiment was finished, and the lost data reorganized, she sent it to the assistant.

After everything was settled, Daisy Zane didn’t leave. Instead, she studied the 319 she brought with her in the laboratory.

Past eight o’clock in the evening, Harton called her.

Daisy’s cell phone was on the experimental table next to her. She glanced at the caller’s display, seeing that it was Harton, she pressed her tired eyes, answered the call, and turned on the speaker.

Harton’s voice came from the cell phone, gently saying, “Are you home?”

Daisy stared at the motionless elixir in front of her, and absentmindedly nodded.

After hearing her answer, Harton chuckled softly, “Guess where I am?”

Daisy’s expression paused, realizing that Harton must be at her villa, she glanced at the phone beside her, “I’ll be home in 30 minutes.”

“Where are you now?”

“Imperial Capital University.”

“I’ll come to pick you up.”

“Okay.”

Thirty minutes later, Harton picked Daisy up at the entrance to Imperial Capital University.

Daisy stood by the entrance, wearing a tracksuit, a black mask, and her hair in a bun, looking down at her phone.

Her clothing and appearance were nothing special, but on her, they were incredibly eye-catching and dazzling.

Arthur North got out of the car and walked over to her: “How long have you been waiting?”

Daisy Zane looked up at him: “Not long.”

Arthur saw that her eyes were filled with red bloodshot veins, and even her eye sockets were red. He furrowed his brows slightly: “Why are your eyes so red? Didn’t you sleep last night?”

“I did.” Daisy glanced at his car and headed towards it, “Have you had breakfast?”

Arthur followed her, intending to hold her hand but pulled back just as he was about to touch her. He remembered what Allonzo Hobson had told him about the gossip that suddenly disappeared yesterday morning and figured Daisy didn’t want it to be public, so someone had taken care of it. So, he just walked beside her: “What do you want to eat?”

Daisy gave him a glance and replied softly: “Peony shrimp.”

“Alright, let’s go to the Doomsday Hotel.”

They got into the car and fastened their seat belts. Arthur took another look at her eyes: “Little girl, I’m quite curious about what you often do at Imperial Capital University?”

Daisy turned her head and looked at him, pausing for a moment before she said: “The boys at university are all good-looking, and they’re quite young.”

Just as she finished speaking, Arthur slammed on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road. Both their bodies leaned forward then settled back in their seats as they stared at each other.

Three seconds later, Arthur clenched his jaw and said: “Little girl, are you trying to provoke me on purpose?”

“Did you get provoked?” Daisy looked at him and asked.

Arthur reached out and pinched her face, gritting his teeth: “What do you think?”

Daisy’s eyes were dry and swollen, so she closed them and laughed: “But they’re not as handsome as you.”

Arthur squinted his eyes, touching her face with his hand, and used his thumb under her eyes to gently stroke it: “Then just look at me and not others. Otherwise, I’ll bully you until you cry.”

Daisy raised her eyebrows.

Arthur looked at her eyes and didn’t care about her teasing him anymore: “Is it very uncomfortable?”

“It’s fine.”

“Close your eyes and take a break. I’ll call you when we get there.”

“Mhm.”

By the time they finished eating at Doomsday Hotel and returned to Daisy’s villa, it was almost eleven o’clock.

It would be expected that Charles Amos would have gone to bed by this time, but as they approached the villa, they saw him sitting in front of the entrance, resting his chin on his hand, sitting on a small stool with a troubled expression on his face.

Hearing footsteps, Charles lifted his head and saw the two of them. His eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over to Daisy.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Daisy asked him.

It seemed as if Charles suddenly remembered something, sighing and slumping his shoulders. He looked at Arthur and said: “That weird uncle is here.”

Daisy was stunned for a moment.

Arthur tilted his head to look at her.

Charles glanced at Arthur again, complaining with disgust: “He’s in my room eating stinky tofu and forcing me to eat it too.”

It took Daisy a moment to respond: “When did he arrive?”

“Almost an hour ago.”

Daisy looked up at the entrance and then grabbed Charles by the collar, intending to take him with her and leave: “I’ll take you out to stay somewhere for a few days.”

Arthur raised his eyebrows, surprised to see someone that seemed to make the little girl want to avoid them so badly.

Charles grabbed onto Daisy’s sleeve: “But Grandpa Edwards is still inside with him. You should go check on him. Grandpa Edwards must be getting flavored by the stinky tofu by now.”

Daisy: