Chapter 1395

Chapter 1395:

“Mr. and Miss Klein, please! Give us another chance!”

The man pleaded desperately for mercy, but Lilyana didn’t spare him a glance. Instead, she took Collier’s hand, letting the icy edge of her expression fade away. “Collier, let’s go home.”

“Okay.”

In the car, Collier held the dog close, glancing up at his sister with pure admiration. She had always been like this—his protector, his shield. No matter what happened, she always had his back.

As if sensing it was finally safe, the dog relaxed in Collier’s arms. Its tense body softened, and for the first time, its ears perked up instead of lying flat.

Feeling its steady heartbeat against his chest, Collier made a quiet vow to himself. One day, he would grow up to be just like his sister—strong, fearless, and capable of protecting the people he cared about.

Back at home, as Madisyn and Damari descended the staircase, they were met with the sight of the butler leading a group of people inside. Standing beside Collier was a rather large dog.

“What’s going on?” Damari asked, raising an eyebrow.

The butler approached and, in a hushed tone, relayed everything that had transpired. “How dare they!”

Damari’s temper ignited, his fury rising instantly.

But as he listened further, hearing in detail how Lilyana had handled the situation, his irritation gave way to something else—pride. His gaze flickered toward the two children playing with the dog, and a satisfied smile tugged at his lips.

Turning to Madisyn, he said, “I wasn’t expecting any of this. But, Madisyn, you and Andrew have done an incredible job raising them, especially Lilyana—she’s something special. I’ve never seen a child like her.”

Madisyn was thoroughly impressed by Lilyana’s ability to handle situations with such maturity at a young age. But as a mother, her desires were simple. She only wanted her two children to be healthy, safe, and happy. Everything else, she was willing to let unfold naturally.

Perhaps because Lilyana had always been so dependable, Madisyn had never expected that when Lilyana had just entered her second year of middle school, she would stumble upon her daughter’s account on a video app.

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The username was nothing out of the ordinary, but the content immediately caught Madisyn’s attention. Every video revolved around the “hardworking girl” aesthetic, showcasing Lilyana’s daily study life. At first, Madisyn thought nothing of it. But after watching a few clips, she couldn’t ignore the faint trace of teenage self-importance woven into each one.

The shots were carefully framed, the angles deliberate. And in the comments, every one of Lilyana’s replies carried a subtle air of self-admiration.

Madisyn tried her best to deny it, but the truth was right in front of her. No matter how brilliant Lilyana was, this carefully curated persona gave off an amusing mix of endearing and over-the-top. It was cute—silly, even.

Was this what they called adolescence?

Reflecting on her own teenage years, Madisyn recalled how she had been pushed to excel, forced to refine her studies and develop various skills. Unlike her, Lilyana was shaping herself freely, without external pressure.

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