Thinking of Yang Yu, Chloe Malan was upset.
She was drinking with Ivy Aldington yesterday, but how did she end up leaving alone? Let alone the
chances that kid met her on the street.
That stupid, lying kid.
He claimed himself not interested in elder women but turned out to be a sneaky pervert. For that, Chloe
did not feel eased even after slapping on his face. She crushed everything in his room and then cursed
the hell of him before leaving confusedly.
As Chloe was lost in her thoughts, both her and Olive heard the loud sound of the bottle fell. Olive
Steele jumped to her feet to the living room and Chloe followed her out.
Outside of the bedroom, two men now were both drunk, Olive’s father stammered, “A...Alan...Hoyle, I,
I’m warning y, you. Don’t you ever...um...ever betray my Olive.”
“She’s my girl...I will never... betray her...”
“Olive’s my girl!” Her father glared at him as if Alan was going to steal his ownership.
Seeing this, Chloe stuck her head out of Olive’s shoulder, “People said father and daughter were lovers
in their past lives, and they were goddamn right.”
For that, she envied Olive, because her own parents did not seem to love her at all. Recently, they
even asked Chloe for money as if she owned them debts in a past life.
In fact, she would just give the money if they loved her a single bit, but they did not. When she was
young, she was their burden, and now when she grew up, she became their cash cow.
The selfishness of them shocked Chloe over and over again, so she would rather give her salary to
Olive’s parents than her own.
It was they who gave her love, warmth, and families.
Olive’s father and Alan Hoyle both lied at the table and were still lisping.
Olive's mother shook her head and asked Chloe Malan to get Olive's father up before turning around to
Olive who was still standing aside, "Take him to your room and go to get some herbs that helped with
alcohol."
Hearing the words, she smiled. Olive knew that her parents were not the type that could not be
reasoned. They only did this to Alan for her own good.
She went to pat Alan's face, "Hey, wake up."
Alan barely opened his eyelids, as if there was still a sense of clarity. Seeing that it was her, he grinned,
"Hi, honey."
Then, he fell on her.
Olive reluctantly lifted his tall body and got him onto the bed by dragging. She then took off his coat and
shoes and covered him with a quilt before leaving for herbs.
It was afternoon and the sun was shining in the blue sky with the azaleas in full bloom on the ground.
Men and women of different ages gathered together in the sun and chatted.
Men were talking about national affairs and politics, while for women, it was all about family issues.
And of course, the news about the Steele family.
Gossip was always there.
Even at the pharmacy, her ears were still full of these.
Two middle-aged female pharmacists were muttering, and one of them said: "The daughter of the
Steele family is well-behaved, at least to me. How could she be involved in this affair?"
The other replied to her, "Who knows. We don’t even know which news is true or false. The rumors are
not credible, and maybe only themselves could know what really happened."
Olive stood in front of the medicine rack and smiled quietly.
She took two boxes of herb to the counter, "How much are they?"
"Thirty-eight each, and seventy-six in total."
The woman raised her head when he received the money and recognized Olive, "Aren't you the girl of
the Steeles?"
Olive came here a lot to fetch medicine for her mother who was improving her health condition, so it is
not surprising for the pharmacists to recognize her.
Olive smiled and was ready to leave with the herb before the other one asked.
“Um...Sorry to bother you, but miss, can you tell us what is the relationship between you and the CEO
of the Hoyles?”
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