Chris was completely panicked:
"What...what to do?"
Even with his older brother here, it was no use, Maureen even threw away the photo.
"What did Maureen tell you to pass on?"
Oliver asked. Chris looked at the livid face of Oliver, and dared not hide anything, he could only repeat it carefully.
After repeating it, he beca even more panicked:
"Big bro, she said she wants to cut off all ties, do you think she is venting her anger or... Why do I feel she is really serious this ti?"
"Why didn't you inform sooner?!" Chris didn't dare to utter a word.
Oliver, was upset, he glanced at Chris and said:
"Forget it, you go ho first in the driver's car, I'll go find Maureen and have a good talk."
Chris, at his wits' end, could only reply:
"Alright." Liam, with his backpack, walked out from the back door, turned his head and saw Maureen walking away from the two n.
The atmosphere seed terrible.
"Who are those idiots standing over there?" he asked, walking over unconsciously.
Niel quickly pulled him back behind the classroom door fra, whispering:
"Don't ddle in other people's family affairs, Liam."
Liam quickly figured it out, it should be Maureen's older brother and her younger brother who is studying in senior year at this school.
According to what Niel had found out, Maureen seems to not have a good relationship with her family.
Last week, for so unknown reason, they had a falling out, and she applied to board at school.
Liam didn't know what the situation was like at her ho, but based on what the guy whom he hit with a pencil case said not long ago, he speculated that perhaps her family was biased too?
Why else would everyone in her regular class know about the tall, rich, and dashing brother who often picks up Bianca, yet when asked about Maureen, no one ntioned soone picking her up?
Liam had a sudden surge of anger,
"Are her family blind?
Do they all think the so-called school beauty is prettier and smarter than Maureen because of her small mask?
thus playing favoritism?" Niel thought there might be other reasons, but he was unclear about the Smith family's affairs.
Liam angrily declared,
"Isn't Maureen a hundred tis better than Bianca?"
Niel indulged him, "I think so too." Liam put down his backpack and weighed it in his hand.
Finding the weight unsuitable, he put it back on and went to the back of the classroom to pick up a basketball.
Niel quickly stopped him,
"That's a transfer student's relative.
It's not appropriate to potentially harm them, is it?"
"You're right. It wouldn't be appropriate for to do it, we still need to relate with each other in the future,"
Liam mumbled. Niel just heaved a sigh of relief.
However, Liam pushed the basketball into his arms,
"It would be more appropriate for you." Niel: " Oliver and Chris were walking on the fourth-floor corridor.
Suddenly, a basketball flew down from above with great force, unerringly hitting Chris on the head.
There was a 'thud'.Chris's head nearly buzzed off.
He sported a giant bump on his head, seeing stars, and turned his head in extre anger:
"Who did it?"
A tall young man with short black hair swaggered out from the international class, bumping into Oliver's shoulder.
Retrieving the basketball, he quickly descends the stairs in a few steps.
Chris was completely baffled and yelled at the back of Niel's figure:
"Don't any of you seniors have any decency?" Oliver frowned and grabbed his shoulder,
"Forget about it. The student probably didn't an to.
Let's not stir up trouble."
Chris felt even more frustrated as nothing seed to go his way.
The two descended the stairs, with Chris heading to the school gate first to take the chauffeur-driven car ho.
Oliver, on the other hand, questioned another passing student, and swiftly chased after him to the A dormitory.
Upon reaching the bottom of the dormitory, he was halted by the duty auntie:
"Male parents can't go up unless they are fetched by the students."
Subconsciously, Oliver, reached for his phone, but then he rembered he had been blocked by Maureen.
Feeling helpless, he said,
"She didn't bring her phone."
"In this day and age, how can you not use phones for communication?
" The auntie looked at him suspiciously. Oliver's face turned a darker shade, all he could do was say:
"I'm looking for my younger sister, her na is Maureen, she's in the senior international class."
The auntie furrowed her brows.
Seeing his handso appearance and elegant white shirt, she patiently explained:
"We can't let you go up with just a na and a class.
Anyone can claim a na and go up.
When you brought your child for boarding, you should have registered and signed, rember which page you signed?
If you rember, I'll check it and then you can go up."
Oliver "...When she moved in, she brought her own luggage.
There was no one to send her off."
"Get going!" The aunty's eyes suddenly beca sharp.
"Dressed up to look presentable and handso, you have the audacity to sneak into the girls' dormitory?
The residents here are all frail high school girls, each one brought here with their families fussing over them.
You let her co here alone and we're supposed to believe that?"
Seeing him not moving, the aunty picked up her broom.
Oliver's forehead vein was throbbing.
But at the sa ti, he also felt a bit uneasy.
"Other family's children... Are they all brought here by soone?"
"Yeah, there are very few boarders, generally, each person lives in a room.
The dormitory has no elevator.
For boys, it's alright, but for girls, just carrying their luggage up to the sixth floor can make their legs weak.
And they have to clean up a room by themselves, they can't finish it in one night!"
The aunty continued, "Your family is really strange, you actually let the child co here alone!" Oliver choked.
He had never thought about this issue.
When Maureen left ho angrily, they let her go like that.
But if it were Bianca, they would probably have gone out looking for her imdiately.
If Bianca insisted on boarding school, he would definitely accompany her.
But why when it cos to Maureen he just— He had never considered how Maureen had spent an entire night alone packing up, scrubbing every corner of the sink clean before she tiredly fell asleep alone in the dorm.
Just like he hadn't thought about the small things before, like when the family went out for dinner and everyone unconsciously ordered dishes that Bianca liked, what Maureen felt.
He always thought these were just small things.
But at this mont, the look of longing and anticipation in Maureen's eyes the first ti she entered their ho, and discarding the photo emotionlessly just now at the school building, these two scenes overlapped in his vision.
He was suddenly shocked and awake.
These disappointing little things, in these two years, how many tis have they been repeated?
Hundreds of tis, or thousands of tis?
How did these lead to the cheerful Maureen who had joined their family two years ago, becoming so disappointed in them?
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Oliver glanced at the auntie, feeling a ss inside. He said,
"Could you lend your landline, I need to make a call to my child at ho."
The auntie looked at him suspiciously, but still handed over the landline.
Oliver dialed Maureen's number on his cell phone.
However, three minutes later.
The call was still not answered.
Maureen had completely cut him off, she had changed her number.
The auntie said,
"Stop acting."
" Oliver, put down the landline, feeling complicated.
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