“D*mn that blind girl. Why isn’t she the one in trouble?”
Mrs. Newman cursed again after Camryn left.
“Honey, you must think of a way to save Carrie. She has never been treated roughly before.” Mrs. Newman was worried about her younger daughter.
She had not even been that worried about her son, who was still in high school.
However, her son went to a boarding school and was in his senior year. He could only return home once a month, so she only had to transfer money to her son’s card. Her son was much more mature than her daughter, but she did not like that he was protective of his elder sister, Camryn.
Whenever Mrs. Newman’s son was at home, she had to be gentler toward Camryn to prevent her son from quarreling with her.
“Carrie is just in detention for fifteen days. She’ll be out when the days are up. We should be worried about Mrs. York suing her.”
Mr. Newman sighed. “We have to apologize to them.”
He was also anxious that his cherished daughter had caused trouble. However, unlike his wife who simply thought of getting their daughter out, he thought further ahead.
“It’s not like we haven’t already apologized. I even asked Camryn to go to Hunt’s store to beg for forgiveness. It’s useless. Hunt is intentionally getting Carrie into jail. I’m already heartbroken by the fifteen days of detention. If Hunt files a lawsuit and a sentence is given
Mrs. Newman’s eyes reddened as she spoke.
After a moment of silence, Mr. Newman said, “If so, we can only hire the best lawyer for Carrie and fight for a light sentence. Carrie’s action might be counted as a criminal offense … You should refrain from doing anything for now.
“A child kidnapping occurred in Wiltspoon Zoo yesterday. Even Mrs. York’s nephew almost got kidnapped. This isn’t your doing, right?”
Mr. Newman understood his wife’s character. He reminded her, “Don’t act rashly. Think about our daughter. This is Wiltspoon. This territory belongs to the Yorks, Stones, and Buchams. There’s also the Lewis family. If those four wealthy families work together, you won’t even stand a chance.”
Mrs. Newman wiped her tears and said, “I’m not in the mood to do anything right now. I just want to get my daughter out.”
“It’s best that you don’t do anything behind my back. If you did, you have to inform me so that it’s easier for me to deal with the aftermath. Be extra careful whenever you head out too. The Bucham family excels in collecting information. Zack might have already sent the Buchams‘ people to keep an eye on us.”
Mr. Newman was more aware of the four wealthy families‘ power compared to Mrs.
Newman.
“Got it.”
Mrs. Newman promised.
Camryn did not know what her stepfather and mother discussed after she left. She exited the villa with an umbrella and walked toward the gates slowly.
Their family had a driver, but the driver did not serve her.
She had no choice but to walk and take a bus to the flower store herself.
Luckily, she was familiar with that path as she traversed it every day.
Sometimes, she would even meet neighbors who would give her a ride.
All the neighbors knew about Camryn’s misfortune. Everyone pitied her but could do nothing to help her. After all, the person who mistreated her was her biological daughter.
Some people had advised Mrs. Newman that she should not treat her elder daughter like that, no matter how biased she was toward her younger children. Her eldest was the only child of Mrs. Newman’s deceased ex–husband.
Mrs. Newman would not listen. It was useless no matter how other people or even her family advised her. She simply did not like Camryn. It was to the point she wanted Camryn to die.
Honk, honk.
The sound of a car horn blared behind Camryn.
She continued walking calmly.
She knew she was walking by the roadside and would not be blocking others‘ way.
If it were unfamiliar surroundings, she might have panicked and walked in the wrong. direction or taken the wrong way. However, she used that road every day and knew it well. She could even touch the plants by the roadside if she stretched her hand. How could she be blocking someone’s way?
The person who was honking was probably reminding someone else to give way.
Honk, honk.
The horn continued blaring. It got closer.
Camryn stopped. After touching the roadside bushes, she moved inside and stayed close to the bushes. She thought she would not be blocking anyone’s way if she did that.
The car stopped beside her.
Camryn faced the car and tried to see who parked the car. Unfortunately, it was still dark in front of her, with only a glimmer of light. That faint light was not enough for her to see things clearly.
The light felt so close yet so far.
“Do you still walk to the store every day?”
A raspy voice could be heard.
Camryn recognized it. It was Callum’s voice.
Callum was tricked into sending Camryn back to her store once by his sister–in–law. When she thanked him and asked for his name, he did not hide his identity like his brother and told her that he was the young master of Yorks.
“Mr. York.”
After finding out it was Callum, Camryn showed her signature smile.
“Does the Newman family not have a driver?”
“The Newman family does. I don’t.”
Callum pressed his lips together. The wife candidate his nana chose for him was a blind and pitiful girl. She lost her dad and was not loved by her mother.
“Get on. I’ll give you a ride to the store.”
Camryn did not move. She asked Callum, “Why are you here, Mr. York?”
After a moment of silence, Callum said, “I just remembered that I have a villa here, so I came over for a short stay.”
Camryn said, “You must own many houses…”
The neighborhood the Newmans lived in was famous in Wiltspoon.
Many wealthy people had houses there.
Callum said, “I do own quite a few houses, but I never really stayed in them after buying them. If I remember the house, I’ll stay there for several days. If I don’t, it’ll just be left there. I can sell the house when its price increases and earn money.
“Get in. It’s raining. Even if you walk out of the neighborhood, catching a bus will be hard.”
Callum asked Camryn to get in the car. “I’m going to your flower shop to buy flowers anyway.”
Camryn hesitated for a moment before she decided to get in his car.
Although she and Callum had only met each other a few times before–wait, it was him who had seen her several times. She had not seen him before and did not know what he looked like.
Camryn heard the young masters of the York family were handsome. She thought he would be too.
She walked toward Callum’s car while feeling with her hands. She managed to touch the door handle and pulled the door open. After getting into the car, she placed the closed umbrella by her feet.
“Put on your seatbelt.”
Callum spoke again.
Camryn was stunned. She actually got into the passenger seat.
She quickly regained her composure. She felt around for the seatbelt, then pulled and fastened it.
Callum watched her as she did everything.
He did not help her at all.
He started the car and drove Camryn out of the neighborhood toward her flower shop.
On the way, Callum asked, “Do you head out at this time every day?”
“Mhm.”
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