CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: I’LL TAKE YOU TO SEE THE SUNRISE

Edward Allen couldn’t enter the room, his mind was in turmoil, thinking about many things, but he had to leave for now.

If... if Amelia Wright really got entangled with the Shaw brothers, he would definitely help.

Hailey Smith continued to guard the door.

After Emily Allen returned, she didn’t blame Amelia Wright for the mess at home.

Nor did she ask much about how Amelia Wright got injured.

Like a little gentleman, he bandaged Amelia Wright’s arm wound.

Then he changed the blood-stained sheets and quilts, cleaned up the messy room, and cooked a bowl of noodles for Amelia Wright.

Amelia Wright watched from the sidelines, and because of Emily’s busy little figure, she gradually calmed down.

Amelia Wright sat at the small dining table, and Emily pushed the noodle soup to her.

"Aunt, have some noodles. I’ll keep you company," Emily said.

Amelia Wright was indeed hungry.

She obediently picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles.

The pain and despair in her heart were temporarily soothed by this little Emily.

Amelia Wright originally had a problematic mindset, and she wasn’t open to healing.

But Emily was different.

Emily, too, had once lived in hell, also a child in need of redemption.

So Amelia Wright accepted Emily by her side.

Until she eventually passed away.

Because people kept seeking Amelia Wright, and she refused to see anyone, it felt unusual, so the people in the old district notified Elijah Jefferson.

Elijah Jefferson put down his tasks, wearing cool cargo pants, came over to check.

When Elijah appeared, Hailey Smith didn’t dare to stop him. In this old district, she couldn’t stop Elijah; besides, the Young Madam wouldn’t open the door, and Elijah couldn’t enter anyway.

Elijah raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Little one, are you home?"

The door opened.

Hailey Smith: "???"

Amelia Wright had eaten her fill, and looked somewhat better, "What is it?"

Elijah looked down at Amelia Wright, frowned, and said, "It’s nothing, just came to see you. Why do you always look so sickly whenever I see you?"

Amelia Wright softly replied, "I’ve always been unwell, I’m used to it."

Elijah, with hands in pockets, shook his head, "That’s not a good habit. I think you lack exercise. Come on, I’ll take you somewhere."

"Where to?"

"You’ll know when we get there."

Trusting Elijah, Amelia Wright didn’t question further and went out with him.

Hailey Smith was left to look after Emily, thinking the Young Madam would return soon.

Elijah took Amelia Wright to buy a tent and various tools.

Then, noticing the dress Amelia Wright was wearing, he took her to buy some sneakers, cargo pants, and a windbreaker.

Amelia Wright rarely wore such clothes, and wearing them made her look younger.

Her petite figure wrapped in the oversized windbreaker, Amelia looked up at Elijah, eyes naturally misty with emotion. She helplessly said, "Isn’t this outfit a bit too big?"

Elijah was momentarily stunned by those wet, emotional eyes, quickly looking away, a bit uncomfortable, "Not at all, you look pretty good in this outfit."

Amelia Wright obediently wore the windbreaker and asked again, "Where exactly are we going?"

Elijah drove Amelia Wright to the foot of a mountain and then answered her earlier question, "I’m taking you to climb a mountain and watch the sunrise."

Amelia Wright opened her mouth but couldn’t speak for a moment.

With her endurance, climbing a mountain?

What an international joke.

Seeing Elijah pulling her to start climbing, Amelia Wright quickly shook her head, "I have very poor stamina, I can’t climb a mountain."

Elijah slung the hiking backpack and tent over himself, laughing loudly, "Today you have to go whether you want to or not, once on a pirate’s ship you can’t get off."

Amelia Wright looked helpless.

Elijah said again, "Since we’re here, we might as well try, it’s not that hard."

Amelia Wright finally gave in, "Alright, if I can’t, I’ll just go back down."

And so, Amelia Wright followed Elijah into the mountains.

...

Godfery Shaw was sent back to the Imperial Garden.

With injuries on his chest, on the brink of losing control, he had but one thought in his mind.

He wanted to know what happened with Amelia Wright, wanted to comfort her, wanted to appease her.

But he didn’t know how to soothe a girl; he didn’t know what to do.

He only knew how to say with a cold face he wanted to talk, and when Amelia Wright resisted, he would suppress her.

The result was that instead of comforting Amelia Wright, he only made her more upset.

Godfery Shaw lowered his head, and perhaps the second young master’s persona was about to emerge, but the always reserved and indifferent him was having a hard time hiding his feelings.

Regret gradually appeared in his eyes, like a dog abandoned, confused by its master’s intentions.

Basil Smith saw the regret in the eldest master’s eyes, but he didn’t understand, what was the eldest master regretful about?

It should be the Young Madam who regrets, after all, the Young Madam hurt the eldest master again.

The more Basil Smith watched, the more he couldn’t understand, the main family didn’t agree to the eldest master being with the Young Madam, so why was the eldest master so determined to hide it from the main family and persist?

The eldest master was the most likely heir to the main family; if the main family found out about the eldest master’s secrecy, it might affect the eldest master’s future. Is it really worth investing so much for a woman?

Moreover, a woman who doesn’t love the eldest master.

When the Young Madam ignored her acute stress disorder to visit the eldest master in the hospital, resulting in blindness, Basil Smith thought the Young Madam did care.

But looking now, perhaps the visit was because the eldest master got injured saving the Young Madam; the Young Madam’s decisive coldness seemed to express there might not have been love in her bones all along.

Basil Smith felt no matter how much the eldest master gave, it was useless.

But as a subordinate, he could say nothing more.

In the midst of losing control, the eldest master wanted to see the Young Madam, and Basil Smith agreed.

Basil Smith went to the old district to find someone, but saw no one, so he called Hailey Smith.

Hailey seemed to be chewing something, speaking unclearly, "Bro, you’re looking for me? I’m at Wang’s Barbecue Stand drinking with friends, come over."

Basil Smith went over and found Hailey Smith and a bunch of people already somewhat tipsy.

Emily was on a small table, doing homework.

Basil Smith asked with a serious face, "Where is the Young Madam?"

Hailey Smith burped, "Elijah said he took the Young Madam out, might be something important."

Hailey Smith was unconcerned, not thinking much of it.

Basil Smith, however, had to think more.

The Young Madam and that Elijah had always been somewhat close; the usually aloof Young Madam had always treated Elijah well.

Basil Smith turned away to find out where they went.

Before leaving, he said to Hailey Smith, "Being drunk causes trouble, the Young Madam trusted you with this child. If something happens while you’re drunk, consider the consequences."

Hailey Smith suddenly shivered, sobering up a little.

He quickly raised his hand, "Brothers, that’s enough, we’re not drinking anymore today, Emily has to go home and do homework."

Emily rarely rolled his eyes, he had finished his homework and was packing his bag.

With a child present, no one insisted on drinking more.

Half-drunk, Hailey Smith took Emily home, then collapsed and slept on the floor.

Emily covered Hailey Smith with a blanket.

Feeling a bit worried, he called his aunt.