Chapter 336: Chapter 336: 312: Vulnerable and Incapable of Taking Care of Oneself

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Even if Daisy Zane didn’t want to get involved in William Butch’s situation, it seemed she had no choice.

After all, she was the one who put him in the position to get beaten twice, and she owed him a favor because of that.

She looked at Daniel Brown then at the people on the ground who had already managed to sit up. Her cold voice was filled with a touch of annoyance, “Get lost.”

Daniel Brown quickly stood up, leaning against the wall, and walked toward the alley exit.

The others on the ground helped each other up and walked out as well.

Marsh Turner glanced at the boys from Class 8. He wanted to say something, but he wasn’t in the mood. So he looked at them and then looked away.

Unexpectedly, the two boys from Class 8 supporting each other, as they approached Daisy Zane suddenly tried to stab her with a spring knife in the back.

As the incident happened so fast, William Butch saw everything and managed to yell out.

Hearing his yell, Marsh Turner finally noticed the spring knife.

But due to the overwhelming shock, he was slow to react physically.

Only Daisy Zane  despite facing the opposite direction, was able to turn and grab the hand of the attacker in the instant the spring knife came at her.

Moreover, she used her strength to dislocate his wrist.

The boy screamed in pain, and the spring knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Finally, Marsh Turner reacted and kicked the boy in his ribs, sending him flying.

“James Butch, are you out of your mind?” Marsh Turner cursed.

James Butch lay on the ground, holding his ribs with his left hand, his face pale as he could not speak.

Marsh Turner was about to continue attacking when Daisy Zane held him back. He then stopped and said, “I’m warning you all – if any of you dare to touch anyone in our class again, you better not show your faces in Domestic.”.

Daisy Zane raised an eyebrow.

Marsh Turner said, “Get lost now!”

The other two boys quickly helped James Butch up and left.

When they were all far away, Marsh Turner took a few breaths and walked two steps towards William Butch. He pinched his chin, forcing him to lift his head and look at the injuries on his face.

Daisy Zane pointed her finger at the brim of her hat and looked at William Butch as well.

It seemed like this was the first time she saw William Butch’s face.

Indeed  he was quite small.

A pretty young boy, though the injuries on his face somewhat diminished his attractiveness.

“What did I tell you this afternoon? If they hit you again, you have to hit back!” Marsh Turner spoke with a tone of disappointment, “The more you’re like this, the more they’ll bully you. Look at you, all beaten up again. You’re not afraid of getting hit, so why are you afraid to hit back?!”

William Butch freed himself from Marsh’s grip and lowered his head, briefly saying, “Thank you.”

“Thanks for nothing! The day you stop getting hit will be the day you’ve truly thanked me.” Marsh Turner said.

William Butch didn’t say anything more.

Marsh Turner took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and turned to Daisy Zane, asking, “Um  this  Big Brother? Sister? How should I address you?”

Daisy Zane glanced at him and said nothing.

Marsh Turner hesitated before asking again, “Are you Daisy’s friend? Did Daisy know that they were looking for her, so she sent you to take care of it?”

Daisy Zane removed the school uniform jacket, crouched down by the wall, and took out the box of cigarettes she bought and offered one to Marsh Turner.

Marsh Turner didn’t hesitate; he took one and then took a lighter from his pocket.

Daisy Zane glanced at his expensive lighter and offered a cigarette to William Butch, who shook his head and quietly said, “I don’t know how.”

After lighting his cigarette, Marsh Turner crouched down next to Daisy Zane. He exhaled a puff of smoke, completely forgetting that there was someone in a school uniform nearby, and asked, “Big Brother, how long have you known Daisy? Are you Daisy’s bodyguard?”

Daisy Zane fondled the cigarette box in her hand, finding it hard to resist the urge to smoke.

Marsh Turner said, “She should really hire some bodyguards. Daisy is so beautiful and a celebrity. There must be plenty of people who have their sights on her or would want to ruin her. Like today’s incident, if Daisy encountered it herself, she wouldn’t be able to fight back with her slender arms and legs.”

Daisy Zane:

Marsh Turner clicked his tongue worriedly, “Are you the only one? She should hire more people. Nowadays, some fans are crazy and scary.”

William Butch listened to their conversation, or more accurately, Marsh Turner’s monologue. He leaned against the wall on the other side and listened quietly.

“Sigh. I thought it was some crazy fan, but it turns out this was orchestrated by someone. Who’s so malicious and scheming? Even giving out cash so it can’t be traced.” Marsh Turner didn’t mind the silence beside him. After all, Big Brothers are supposed to be stoic. That’s what makes them cool. “When Daisy asked me earlier today, I was afraid to scare her, so I didn’t tell her that there were people outside looking for her.”

“You don’t need to tell her either. Young girls are fragile; you don’t want to scare her,” Marsh Turner said.

Daisy Zane:

Finally, she took a cigarette, removed her mask, put the cigarette in her mouth, and lit it with the lighter she bought for two dollars.

Marsh Turner exhaled a puff of smoke and looked at the person next to him, asking, “Big Brother, can I ask you something?”

Daisy Zane simply took off her hat, inhaled the cigarette, and gently exhaled the smoke.

Under the darkness of the night, thin clouds of smoke slowly floated away.

She raised her hand to fix her hair that was pressed by the hat and glanced at Marsh Turner, speaking in her own voice, “What do you want to ask?”

Marsh Turner looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widening bit by bit, the pupils trembling at the depths.

By accident, the cigarette pinched between his fingers dropped onto his more than a hundred thousand-dollar sneakers, leaving a black circle burnt into them.

William Butch had been listening with his head lowered, but upon hearing this voice, he raised his head in surprise, looking at the person squatting in front of him.

The young face twitched twice due to the extreme shock.

It was as if something was suddenly stuck in his throat, making it hard for him to make a sound.

Marsh Turner obviously experienced the same situation, unable to utter a single word.

Daisy Zane took her gaze off him and spoke softly, “Scared?”

“No, no ” Marsh Turner mechanically replied.

Daisy Zane glanced at William Butch and said slowly, “So in your mind, I’m such a weak and helpless person.”

“No, no ” Marsh Turner mechanically replied again.

William Butch met her gaze, and then immediately lowered his head.

Daisy Zane looked at him and said, “Since endless compromises cannot bring a stable life, it’s better to cut losses and choose a different path.”

William Butch, with his head down, pursed his lips.

Daisy Zane looked at Marsh Turner, who still hadn’t come to his senses, and decided not to bother him anymore.

She finished her cigarette, checked the time, and noticed that the lights in the school dormitory were already out.

She told the two of them, “I’m going now, and everything that happened tonight is a secret.” Then she left.

Marsh Turner didn’t react until Daisy Zane had walked away, too overwhelmed by the shock.

It was only when William Butch called him again that he finally came to his senses.

But by then, Daisy Zane had already walked far away.

On the way back to school, Daisy Zane put her hat and mask back on.

When she left the school, she sent a message to Kevin Clark, telling him she was busy and he didn’t need to call her anymore.

Kevin Clark replied: [Okay, call me when you’re done.]

So Daisy Zane walked back while calling him.

The phone rang for a while before it was finally answered.

Daisy Zane asked, “Busy?”

“No.” Kevin Clark spoke warmly, “Where are you? It’s lights out now, right?”

Daisy Zane didn’t hide the truth, and directly replied, “I’ll be back at school in five minutes.”

Kevin Clark: ”  You went out?”

“Yes.”

Kevin Clark:

Daisy Zane heard his silent silence and laughed.

“Little girl, I’m a bit unhappy.”

“Hmm?”

“You went out without seeing me.”

Daisy Zane:

“And you definitely met someone else.”

Daisy Zane:

“How about I pick you up, and you don’t go back tonight?” His words sounded like he wanted to make her feel guilty first before making his request.

Unfortunately  his plan was exposed, and Daisy Zane didn’t take the bait, even turning the tables, “Not going back  Do you want to sleep holding me?”

Kevin Clark suddenly fell silent.

The corner of Daisy Zane’s mouth curled up under the mask, and she spoke casually, “Or  do you want to do something else?”

Alluding to something else made Kevin Clark’s breathing heavier.

They both fell silent for two seconds, and Daisy Zane heard footsteps and the sound of an opening door through the phone.

She spoke up in time, “Third Master  just think about it. I’m at school now, I’m hanging up.”

With that, she hung up the phone and continued her leisurely walk.

She felt that Kevin Clark had seriously considered coming to pick her up just now.

Kevin Clark’s message came through quickly, and she could feel the fierceness in the words even through the screen: [Little girl. Just a reminder, it’s best to cancel all plans for next week.]

Looking at the message, Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows, thinking: Why should I cancel all of my plans?