Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 160 - 160 0160 You act without a sense of propriety_1
Chapter 160: 0160 You act without a sense of propriety_1 Chapter 160: 0160 You act without a sense of propriety_1 Ruffy Smith showed little to no interest in her, saying indifferently, “Roll back with your brother in an hour, I don’t want to see you anymore.”
Tears welled up in Daisy Wood’s eyes, but she didn’t dare let them fall, completely out of fear, “Okay… okay.”
Her voice trembled, but it was alright, as long as Ruffy Smith didn’t do anything to her, everything could be discussed.
Edward Wood dangled there, and as Daisy Wood watched, she felt somewhat conflicted inside.
At home, he was like an emperor, ruling over everything with absolute power; the family indulged him in every way. Even though she had what he had, sometimes he received more parental love than she did.
Even though he was not as good as her in his studies, in everything, he was seen as less than her.
To their grandparents, only Edward Wood existed. They didn’t even bother to hide it in their words: in the future, everything of the Wood Family would be Edward’s.
The girls were only slightly better off than ordinary people because they were born into a rich family; they could get money, they could get a house.
But as for the company, they shouldn’t even think about it.
Grandmother often said: “You girls will all marry out, you’ll have in-laws, but our Edward has nothing.”
Propped up by unrestricted family adoration, Edward, the high and mighty, was seen as an easy mark by the group of rich kids he hung out with. They flattered him to his face, but behind his back, everyone said he was brainless.
Yet just because he was a boy, he could easily have everything.
No matter how much Daisy was favored by their mother, she still needed to prove herself with her achievements.
She learned the violin, the piano, ballet, and everything else that a socialite was supposed to learn.
She knew her older sister had an even tougher time, but she was too afraid of losing her parents’ love to dare to be close to her sister. Now, seeing Edward getting his comeuppance, apart from fear, she felt a strange sense of pleasure in her heart.
Maybe, she thought, the high and mighty Edward Wood was nothing outside the confines of their home.
There were plenty of people who could take him down a notch.
Ruffy Smith had only walked a few steps when he saw Ellen Young carrying a little bucket passing by.
The bucket contained a few vegetables she had picked elsewhere.
Edward Wood’s screams were so distinctive that they caught her attention as being unusual, and she came over to look.
That’s when she saw Edward Wood hanging from a tree.
Ruffy Smith immediately stepped in front of her, blocking her view, and without a hint of embarrassment for having dealt with her brother, he even said as if it were the most natural thing: “Don’t look, it’s an eyesore.”
If she wanted to look, she could only look at him.
Ellen Young slightly puckered her brow, “Edward Wood?”
She had seen the Wood Family’s information before and remembered them at a glance.
Ruffy Smith nodded, carefully watching the expressions on her face, not wanting to miss any subtle changes.
She appeared to be indifferent on the surface, but what if she still cared about her family members?
Thus, Ruffy Smith added with a sneer, “He’s got quite the temper, scolded Aunt Walker’s kid into crying when he arrived here. He even made a scene in front of me, saying he was here to demand the half of the program’s money from you.”
Daisy Wood also caught sight of Ellen Young talking to Ruffy Smith, her pupils shrinking, unable to hear what they were saying. As she began to call out, a bodyguard beside her cast a casual glance her way, frightening her into swallowing her words, and she didn’t dare make a sound.
“Why is he hanging there?”
Ellen Young’s tone was indifferent, appearing somewhat disapproving, “It’s not good for the villagers, especially the children and girls, to see this. You shouldn’t act so inappropriately.”
Ruffy Smith frowned slightly, “Hmm?”
Ellen Young, “Hang him farther away.”