It was unclear whether she was considered lucky after that, but after avoiding several crises, she appeared to be able to live normally at last. However, from that day on, she lost herself. She was no longer herself but rather the shadow of her elder sister, Heather. Heather would only appear if needed. Otherwise, she was nowhere to be found. She was content at the time because she could at least live in peace and stability. On the island, the scope of her activities was quite limited, so the effect of being restrained was not very big. She was never completely satisfied, and as she grew older and made contact with more people and places, the more she yearned for. She wanted to be able to dance on the street in skirts like other girls, to fall in love, and to eat cream and cakes without fear of getting fat, but in the end, she could not do any of those things. If Heather could not do any of those, then Hannah could not either. Hannah was not herself but rather j
It was rather a sudden change, so Heather asked suspiciously, "Really?" Taking a deep breath, Hannah stood in front of her, slightly bent. She lowered her head, which made her a bit shorter than Heather. "At first, I thought I was confused, but in reality, I was greedy and wanted to fall in love and get married. I forgot that you gave this all to me. Without you, I would not have lived in this world long. I overthink way too much," she said as she raised her hand and slapped herself hard. "I'm sorry, Heather. I shouldn't have said those things to you, and I shouldn't have made you angry." "It's my fault. I'll never see Ralph again, and I'll never ignore your words again. I still want to live. It's my honor to be able to help you. Can you forgive me?" With tears in her eyes, she looked at Heather pitifully. She was terrified that Heather wouldn't forgive her, and it showed in the panic and anxiety in her eyes. Seeing her like this, Heather was touched and believ
Children typically follow their mothers, as the saying goes. Alexander, for example, resembled his mother, which was why she did not like him very much. Over the years, she tried her best to plan more for her son, and with the support of the Riggs family in the future, she could feel much more at ease. She took a sip of tea and then closed her eyes with the intention of napping. She then heard footsteps, so she peeked over.She was terrified by what she saw. Ralph was covered in dust and blood as if he had been beaten to the ground by someone. He walked in embarrassedly. "Oh my goodness!" With an exclamation, Margaret stood so abruptly that the blood rushed to the top of her head. Her eyes darkened, and she almost fainted. "Ms. Margaret!" The servant next to her reached out to support her. Ralph also took two quick steps and rushed forward to support her, saying, "Mom, slow down!"Margaret took a deep breath and gave him a trembling look. She looked at him up clo
“I’m okay, Mom!"Margaret focused on Ralph, anxious to know what had happened to him. However, Ralph stomped and said, "I have something urgent to ask you.""You..." After getting yelled at, Margaret choked and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I don't care about what happened to you. What do you need?"Ralph looked left and right, ensured no one was around and approached his mother. He said, "Mom, do you know if our family has any heirlooms?"He was concerned about finding the secret handbook, but when he saw his mother’s sudden reaction, he felt suspicious. After all, Margaret and Hugo had been married for years, so how could she not know about the handbook?Margaret was taken aback by his question. Seeing that he was so mysteriously swaying everyone away, she asked, "What kind of heirloom? What kind of treasure do you want?"Ralph noticed his mother’s blank expression and thought it might have been long ago, and she could not immediately recall. Therefore, he deliberately reminded her
‘So there had to be some secret at least.’"Impossible!" Margaret said firmly, "I have been married to your father for half a lifetime. He might be stubborn and eccentric sometimes, but he never lied to me. He would never hide anything from me! Where on earth did you hear this gossip? What kickboxing secrets could our family have?""Heather mentioned it. She’s adamant that Alex must have a secret handbook containing special skills." Ralph thought of Heather's determined eyes and remembered that she had gotten engaged to him. He wondered if she only did that because of the handbook."What special skills? I think she’s obsessed with this idea and has been watching too much TV! As you said, a woman like her shouldn’t learn so much about this. Why is it constantly on her mind?" After a while, Margaret added, "Speaking of Heather, aren’t you two getting married next month?“Why isn’t there any progress? What else should we arrange? Did you prepare everything? Don't count on me to help y
“Is that so?” Margaret looked suspicious, believing only half of what Ralph said."It's true." Ralph leaned closer. Then he murmured and paraphrased what Heather had said, omitting her threats, "So, I will get 30% of the Riggs Group’s shares if I can find that secret handbook. Wait, I can ask for more since I’ll inevitably be in charge.”He thought things through. He would have a better time negotiating terms with Heather if he had the handbook.Margaret probably understood but still had doubts. "Is what she said true? I’ve been with your father for all these years, and I have never heard of secret handbooks. Is Heather mistaken?”"Impossible!" Ralph shook his head decisively and was sure about it. "Don't overthink it. Her family has been in the business for a long time, so she is obsessed with this handbook. The handbook is useless to us.“However, it’s a priceless treasure to her. How can she make mistakes with these things? She probably thought about it. Also, if it weren’t for
Ralph had figured it out long ago. "Mom, I've already thought about this. You don't need to do too much. This book is probably in his own house. Heather went to inquire about it, but the house has a lot of traps, so it doesn’t look that simple. Why would his house be set up that way if there weren't any treasures inside?”He looked up and around, saying, "Our old house is quite simple, with just ordinary security measures. His neighborhood is the best in the city. Maybe he’s hiding something behind those doors.”Ralph was so focused on thinking that Alexander must have hidden the secret in the house that he felt there must be something. However, he never considered how often Alexander had encountered danger and kidnapping since he was a child. His defense skills may seem exaggerated to outsiders, but for the people in his family, they were just essential. Of course, now that he had already confirmed his thoughts, he did not want to think any further. "You mean, go searc
Margaret sighed for a long time and said quietly, "Sigh, I’m already so old. Do you think there is any reason to fight with them or even lose my temper? I just want to get justice for you so you can live better in the future." "I’ve given birth to quite a few children, but I never had the opportunity of being surrounded by children and grandchildren. I don't know what sin I’ve committed, but your brothers all left one by one. It's not the first time I've been to a funeral for my children. I have all my hopes on you, and I hope you’ll have a better life in the future." She raised her hand, the back of which was already full of wrinkles, and gently stroked Ralph’s head, looking at him with loving eyes and saying, "You’re my legacy and my child. I want you to live well. I will leave you someday and want to go at ease." "Mom, I will grant your wish! You live to be a hundred years old, and your best days are yet to come! You’ll be healthy and have grandchildren and great-gr