“But I’d be nothing if I wasn’t born in the Hamertons!” Zennie cried.

Cordelia now realized the severity of the issue.

Zennie had been protected so well while she grew up that no one dared say anything in front of her. She was also bright and cheerful, so she definitely would not think about this.

There would be no others except for Phil, who instilled such thoughts in her!

“Don’t think about it like this.” Cordelia held her shoulders. “You’re a wonderful girl. Your light can’t be hidden even if you were not from the Hamertons.”

Cordelia asked anxiously, “You aren’t acting like yourself. Is it because of Phil—”

“Nothing to do with him!” Zennie’s reaction was violent. “It’s none of his business. It’s my problem!”

“Zennie—”

“Get out! I don’t want to hear anything!”

Zennie covered her ears emotionally.

Cordelia was stunned. She was not unfamiliar with a situation like this… When her mother was ill, she was emotional like this, and anything could trigger her as well.

Cordelia’s heart felt like a hand was grabbing it. She wanted to comfort Zennie, but she knew that the latter needed the quiet more than ever at this time.

She recomposed herself and told Zennie softly before she left, “Zennie, don’t give yourself too much pressure… Remember, whatever happens, your family is your best support.”

Zennie kept covering her ears on the bed.

Cordelia sighed and walked out. She was worried on her way back. It was now confirmed that Phil was no good person. To separate Zennie from him, though, might take some time.

She wanted to call Zephyr but saw an unread message when she took her phone out.

No number or name was stated, and there was only a line of text when she swiped on it.

[Remember me?]

Cordelia jolted. Perhaps an abrupt message like this was a wrongly sent one.

Zephyr paused.

“I’ll stay here no matter what it takes,” he answered without any hesitation.

this was the reflection of one’s deep love for another. If Zephyr was hurt, she would

it, Phil just left after his moving confession—like everything just now was just a

he

he said angrily. “Zennie

softly. “It seems like Aunt Cloud doesn’t know about

won’t ask too much even if she does,” Zephyr answered with a dark expression. “She’s an

and Zennie are worlds apart. They won’t be

I’m most worried about is that… Phil isn’t sincere about Zennie.

Zephyr nodded.

hope that I’m the one who overthinks,” said Cordelia. “But what if!? Let’s be more cautious

had happened

junctions. The black car without registration plates

vague picture of the driver from the surveillance clip. A black cap revealed half of a face that was pale and thin—if Phil’s face was blocked

did not dare conclude it rashly and

the Nelsons, but even Clark said that all three generations of those who worked in Hamerton Manor were dutiful,

dutiful? If Phil was dutiful, how would he possibly get

with a frown. There was a dark

said softly, “Zephyr, girls go all in when they fall in love. Even if you want to

“Mm, I know.”

there’s something or someone to distract

ask Seth to Centrolis. The latter could still be

would be

cranberry cookies and boba tea to bring to the

smiled and placed them on

but Zennie’s hand was cold

looked awful. She was pale and forlorn with a depressed gaze. There was no sense of life at

gloomy

negativity, one would naturally be drained and

“Cordelia…”

was silent for a moment before

“Didn’t Phil visit me?”

“What?” Cordelia froze.

Phil not visited her even

meet the anticipation in Zennie’s eyes. She turned around and frantically took the milk tea out

meeting Zennie’s eyes, she could still feel the spark in them

up. “Zennie, have a bit. Your brother will get someone to send lunch over

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