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Joseph laughed and said, “That guy seemed nice. He even sent your bike back. Not bad.”

“You’re wrong!” Rylee knocked on Joseph’s head, “It’s a threat! A threat for me. He is reminding me that he has found out about my location. No, what should I do? I crashed his Bugatti, and he’s a skilled martial art practitioner. What should I do?”

Why can’t Rylee stay hidden in the crowd like sand in the sea?

Little did Rylee know, Timothy could find anyone as long as he wanted it no matter how hidden that person might be.

“There’s nothing you can do. You’re just a student and your father… You won’t have money to compensate for his loss. Maybe tell him the truth and he’ll let you go.”

“Don’t be childish. Do you think he is the forgiving kind of person? Plus, it was a Bugatti, not just any car.”

“Then… are you still going to ride this bike?”

Rylee paused a while and replied, “Of course. It’s my bike! Furthermore, he has already known my whereabouts. He would still know that I’m a student here even if I don’t ride my bike. So, I’m going to ride it.”

Joseph suddenly thought of a possibility, “Could that guy be thinking about asking money from your father now that he had investigated your background? Your father is well-loaded.”

Rylee laughed, “Go ahead then. He’ll know what cruelty means. My mother loved my father so much, but she didn’t even deserve a decent grave. Do you think a man like that is going to pay someone else a lucrative amount of money for me? He’s not.”

Joseph lowered his head and had nothing to say.

He knew Brook.

If Brook was kind to Rylee and her mother even just a little, Rylee’s mother wouldn’t pass away so young.

…

Rylee went back to the Carroll manor with her bike.

Something felt wrong with the manor. Brook was usually a stingy person. He would always look for the best deal. The Carroll manor always looked plain and simple. However, Rylee saw the manor and trees were decorated with lanterns, while the bushes were decorated with flowers.

…

Something wasn’t right!

Rylee focused on the changes too much instead of the road she was taking. Suddenly, her bike hit a person.

Rylee screamed.

Rylee quickly got up from the lawn, and she saw a man sitting on it with a hand on his thigh.

to go to the hospital? I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t notice

rushed over in the

or this

was smiling. He looked as gentle as the breeze under the moonlight. He looked at Rylee, who was panicking, and said in a humorous tone, “What I am going to do? If I became handicap and couldn’t get a wife because of that, you have to

“I’m so sorry. Let me get

you want to join the national team

“I’m so sorry.

hand. Rylee didn’t understand. She stared at the

man’s hand looked beautiful. It was long and fair. Rylee was guessing

man smiled again, “Shouldn’t you help me

the

really tall. Maybe around 6’2? Why were men nowadays so tall? Were they mutants? Mr. Wheeler was tall, and

“Are you hurt?”

smiled warmly, “It’s alright. I’m not that

answered without overthinking. Then, she realized, “Why do you need my name? Who are you? Why

I’m Manfred. It

frowned and pouted, “It’s nice to meet you. Let’s

sparkled. It was like he found some interesting animal. He bowed and looked straight into Rylee’s

felt embarrassed. She immediately reached out her hand and shook Manfred’s hand, “I’m not

then stroked Rylee’s

stroke her hair? It made Rylee felt like she was a puppy or

looked decent and gentle. Also, he had

pointed at

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

Looking at your

want to admit it, “You could

was only here for a year. It was supposed to

knew about a lot of things. Come. Let’s go

smiled while heading to the manor holding Rylee’s

fair, and her eyes looked like they were made of glass. Her lips

made Manfred’s heart skipped a beat when he held

why

got

quickly held Rylee’s hand again. He gave an excuse, “It’s dark and

Manfred was the outsider, and Rylee lived here for a year. Of course,

nose and took her hand away from

Wheeler were both handsome guys,

was smart, beautiful, but manly. At the same time, he