Mrs. Taylor chuckled lightly and said:
"This is unusual. That child never liked living on the sa floor with others, but this ti he’s moved without a word to live opposite a young girl."
Originally, Hannah Taylor had already been thinking quite a bit about William Wilson’s strange behavior, and now hearing her mother say this, she had even more thoughts.
Only to hear Mr. Taylor, seated in the passenger seat, turn his head to join the mother-daughter chat—
"Perhaps William has taken a liking to the girl across the hall and moved there specially."
After he finished speaking, Mrs. Taylor imdiately shot him a disapproving look, "What nonsense are you talking about? William is very dedicated to the little fiancée he was promised in childhood. Don’t go making misguided matches."
"What little fiancée? William has a little fiancée?"
Hannah seed as if she was hearing this for the first ti, and the gossiping spirit inside her blazed into a roaring fire.
"No wonder when we played house as kids, he always refused to let be his wife."
She lightly stroked her chin and clicked her tongue thoughtfully, "Which little charr is more alluring than ?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her arm got a hard pinch from Mrs. Taylor again.
"Mom!"
Hannah rubbed her arm, which ached from the pinch from her own mother, her eyes full of protest.
She turned to complain to Mr. Taylor:
"Dad, manage your wife. How can she mistreat her own daughter like this? Anyone who didn’t know better would think she’s my stepmother... Ah!!"
Having been hit again, this ti Hannah fell silent.
After keeping her mouth shut for a while, she still couldn’t suppress the blazing fire of gossip in her heart and leaned towards Mr. Taylor to ask:
"Dad, tell , who has taken my place in William’s heart?"
"Give it up. Your brother William never had a place for you in his heart."
Hannah: "..."
Jeez! So heartless~~~
"Mom, tell , so I can avoid them next ti."
Mrs. Taylor, seeing her daughter’s mischievous look, wanted to ignore her.
However, fearing that her daughter, like a wild child, might spoil things for William, she decided to give her a warning—
"It’s that girl from the Jones Family. Your brother worked hard as a child to win her over from Lady Hall. Don’t go ssing things up for your brother."
"The Jones Family?"
Hannah was stunned for a mont and suddenly thought of sothing, "The Jones Family in Boston? Luke Campbell’s sister?"
Mrs. Taylor nodded, "Yes, don’t spoil things; otherwise, watch if your brother won’t break your legs."
Hannah imdiately figured it all out.
The Jones Family...
Tsk!
Isn’t Little Bunny’s last na Jones?
She’d always said Little Bunny’s family was definitely not ordinary, and it turned out she was the daughter of a tycoon.
She rembered how William Wilson had enthusiastically taken up the novel written by Little Bunny, which she couldn’t understand before, but now it made sense.
So he was pampering his fiancée all along.
Not only did he move to live opposite her, but he also took her project. Next, he might even bring Little Bunny to the production crew as the main writer.
Such advantageous proximity...
After a swirl of thoughts, Hannah finally understood everything.
William Wilson sure is reserved, giving outsiders no chance whatsoever.
Mrs. Taylor knew her daughter too well. Seeing her suddenly quiet, she worried that Hannah might plot sothing, so she imdiately warned:
"You can play with other things, but when it cos to your brother’s matters, behave yourself, or even I can’t save you."
"Mom, am I that kind of person? Why can’t you expect sothing good from ?"
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