As the car door opened, Amelie Quentin and Cole Amos looked at each other.
Amelie Quentin had already heard that Daisy Zane had a child, and after she found out Daisy Zane was her sister, she figured out who this child was.
She didnât know the specifics.
She only knew that the childâs father seemed to be indebted to Daisy Zane.
Cole Amos looked at Amelie Quentin and heard the driverâs door open. He looked at the driverâs seat and then at William Lane, hesitating for a moment before saying, âBrother Roy.â
Daisy Zane, who had just opened the copilotâs car door, asked, âHave you met before?â
William Lane nodded, âArthur Northâ¦â
William Lane seemed reluctant to mention âArthur Northâ and hesitated for a moment before continuing, âHe introduced us.â
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows and got into the car.
Amelie Quentin also got into the car and looked at Cole Amos.
Cole Amos looked back at her.
Not until the car started and traveled some distance, and Daisy Zane had navigated the destination, did the two people in the back stop staring at each other.
âWhat are you two doing?â Daisy Zane asked, âCole, call her.â
âYou havenât introduced her to me yet,â Cole Amos said.
âSheâs your Brother Royâs sister,â Daisy Zane replied, typing a message on her phone.
William Lane wanted to say something because of her wording, but in the end, he didnât say a word.
Instead, Cole Amos quickly responded with a smile: âSister.â
Amelie Quentin:
âHello, sister,â Cole Amos said. âYouâre so beautiful.â
âYouâre good-looking, too,â Amelie Quentin replied and hesitated before saying, âJust call me auntie.â
Daisy Zane glanced at them from the rearview mirror before looking back down at her phone to send a message.
âHuh?â
âI mean, her and Iâ¦â Amelie Quentin couldnât say the words âyour momâ and pointed to Daisy Zane, âWeâre friends. You call me auntie.â
âBut youâre Brother Royâs sister, and Uncle Clark told me to call Brother Roy.â
Daisy Zane:
Daisy Zane couldnât help but look at William Lane, who turned his head and gently smiled at her.
For the first time, she had a direct sense of the concept of hierarchy.
If she thought about it normally.
Arthur North would be her⦠Third Uncle.
They had a whole generation gap between them.
âChild, let me clarify this for you,â Amelie Quentin said, âWho makes the decisions in your family?â
Cole Amos pursed his lips and looked at Daisy Zane: âMom.â
âAnd who does your Uncle Clark listen to?â
âMom.â
âSoâ¦shouldnât you call me from her side?â
Cole Amos:
âAm I right?â Amelie Quentin said, âIf you call me from her side, would Uncle Clark dare to say ânoâ?â
Cole Amos looked at Amelie Quentin with pursed lips, and after a while, he said, âAuntie.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMhm. Such a good boy,â Amelie Quentin caressed Cole Amosâ curly hair. âIt feels nice, how is it so soft?â
Cole Amos didnât say anything and let her touch his hair.
William Lane smiled. After all these years, Arthur North still had to call him brother, which was a bit of a balance amidst ten thousand imbalances in his heart.
When they arrived at the destination on the navigation, William Lane looked at the crossroads and then glanced at Daisy Zane.
Daisy Zane said, âGo to Dark Street.â
âDark Street?â William Lane exclaimed in surprise.
Amelie Quentin also said, âArenât we going to see William Butch? Isnât he in the hospital?â
âYoung lady, he canât be in the hospital all the time,â Daisy Zane said, looking at her. âItâs a waste of money.â
Amelie Quentin:
William Lane smiled and drove the car into Dark Street.
Daisy Zane guided him.
Eventually, the car stopped in front of a villa one street away from Celestial Pivot.
William Lane looked at the Celestial Pivot Tower Building from inside the car.
Amelie Quentin, however, said, âYou left William Butch here?! This is Dark Street, and Celestial Pivot is right across the street. Wonât his timid nature be scared by all this?â
âIâm not quite sure, I havenât seen him since he arrived,â Daisy Zane said softly, âLetâs go take a look together.â
The three of them followed him out of the car, with Charles Amos running ahead to input the password.
As the gate opened, Olivia Lane was surprised for a moment, and William Lane raised his eyebrows slightly.
It seemed that the rumors about his sister were somewhat understated.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Holt Lawrence came out to greet them with William Butch from the villa, âNana. Charles.â
Seeing him, Charles ran towards him, âUncle Lawrence.â
Holt Lawrence lifted him up in an instant, âOh my, youâve gotten so heavy. I wonât be able to carry you in a couple more years.â
William and Olivia Lane both looked at the unkempt man.
William Butch also looked at them.
Holt Lawrence walked closer with Charles in his arms, first looking at Olivia Lane, then at William Lane, âYoung Master Lane?â
Without revealing any emotion, William retracted his observing gaze, reaching out his hand politely, âWilliam Lane.â
Holding Charles with one hand, Holt Lawrence shook Williamâs hand, âHolt Lawrence. Young Master Lane, how are you?â
Williamâs pupils trembled slightly in surprise.
Olivia Laneâs eyes widened.
The Celestial Pivotâs Holt Lawrence?!
After shaking hands with William, Holt Lawrence extended his hand towards Olivia, smiling, âNice to meet youâ¦â
Daisy Zaneâs gaze fell on his hand.
Holt Lawrence immediately felt a burning sensation on his hand, and hurriedly pulled his hand back without finishing his sentence. He courteously smiled, âNice to meet you, Holt Lawrence.â
Olivia Lane nodded her head slightly in greeting, politely saying, âOlivia Lane.â
William Lane watched asDaisy Zane scared Holt Lawrenceâs hand away with just a glance. What had he done to have such an effect?
William Butch seemed to feel better when he saw Daisy Zane, but he still felt uneasy when he saw William and Olivia Lane, especially since he didnât know who William was.
After exchanging soft greetings, they all entered the villa together.
As they entered the villa, Daisy Zane asked, âWhat are you doing here?â
âI heard you were coming, so I came back on purpose.â
âWhat a purpose, itâs just one street away.â
Holt Lawrence: ââ¦At least the thought is there, right?â
âCan I refuse that thought?â
Holding his wounded heart, Holt Lawrence said, âNana! Youâre heartless!â
âHow about we count the number of people in the group who have a bunch of emoticons?â
Holt Lawrence coughed lightly and walked a few steps to William Laneâs side, âYoung Master Lane, do you prefer tea or something else? Iâll have someone prepare it.â
The group chatted in the living room for a while, waiting for their meal.
Olivia Lane, Charles Amos, and William Butch chatted together.
Holt Lawrence, William Lane, and Daisy Zane chatted together.
Now that William Butch was feeling much better, his thoughts of suicide had at least ceased. However, he still did not want to go to school.
On their way, Charles had heard from Daisy Zane about William Butchâs situation and was somewhat familiar with it.
While playing checkers with William Butch, Charles said, âBrother, Uncle Lawrence said that I can train with you in a few days.â
Lowering his head, William Butch softly hummed in agreement.
Olivia Lane sat behind Charles, combing his hair and changing his hairstyle twice in just a short while.
Daisy Zane watched from the other side, feeling that Olivia was treating Charles like a Barbie doll.
âBrother, donât mind what others say,â Charles said, âThey all say I look like a girl. But whatâs wrong with looking like a girl? Girls are very cute. They are also great, just like boys. â
Olivia laughed.
William Butch listened with downcast eyes.
Because of Olivia combing his hair, Charlesâ head moved from side to side according to her strength, âAppearance, hobbies, character â none of these faults should determine whether a person is a man or not. A true man has many, many excellent qualities, from little things like caring for the family to big things like defending the country.â
William Lane also looked over at his words.
âAt the very leastâ¦men who only gossip, insult, and bully others cannot be considered real men. Even if their appearance is strong, theyâre not real men, theyâre worthless.â
âYou know quite a bit for your young age,â Olivia said, stroking his face.,
âMy mom taught me well,â Charles proudly said, looking at Olivia.
Both William Lane and Holt Lawrence turned to look at Daisy Zane.
Daisy Zane looked at the two of them, paused for a moment, and then said indifferently, âI canât help it, Iâm excellent.â
William Lane smiled.
Holt Lawrence: