The driver looked at the crack in the rear window. "Mr. Kingston, the car..."

"Never mind that. Was the water splashed on him?"

"Yes."

"Good."

The driver was speechless.

It had always felt like Yale had been holding himself back. He would either explode in silence or do something twisted while still suppressing himself.

Ever since Yale broke through the normal conventions and began to let loose, people rarely understood him.

Olivia observed the buildings in the village. "Ethan, was this place eroded by natural disasters in the past?"

"That's right, young lady. More than 20 years ago, there was a flood in our village. That flood was quite something.

"Our village is poor, and no one could patch things up, so the buildings remain the same as they were 20 years ago."

to them. "Are you here to invest

from the other residents of the village. They looked rich

able to escape poverty and get rich, so the residents of this village admired the others

little. "Did the flood wash a

sure. Many people and houses were washed away

in Olivia's expression. "Did

sure yet. Do you have

shook his head. "Do

box of cigarettes from Ethan's pocket. Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke

old man. "Sir, please help me. I'm looking for a

very fair, and she has large eyes.

"I can't possibly remember something from so long ago. It's not that I don't want

there was no one else in that house. She has a sharp chin, and she's very

about that sickly

Ethan. "The

name of Krystal's maternal grandfather. But this young girl you're

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