As soon as Stella Monroe left, Henry Stanton couldn’t help but ask Sumr Monroe, "Sadie, Dad’s asking you, how did you et Young Master Knight? Are you close?"
Henry Stanton had wanted to ask for a long ti but feared Sumr would think he was trying to take advantage of her, so he held back.
But now, it seed that this child is incredibly naive and would never suspect him of being a bad father.
So he figured he could just ask whatever he wanted to know directly.
Just as he expected, Sumr answered without suspicion, "Young Master and I don’t really know each other. I just ran into a mariti accident on my way ho and happened to co across him. He was injured, so I found so herbs to treat his wounds. Later, his people found us and brought back along the way."
Sumr deliberately glossed over the part about undressing to keep warm and only ntioned treating his injuries, not that she actually saved Damian Knight’s life.
Henry Stanton felt both disappointed and pleased after hearing this.
Disappointed that Sumr wasn’t romantically entangled with Damian Knight as he had imagined.
Pleased that Sumr helped Damian Knight, which ant that Young Master Knight owed his family a favor!
A favor from the Knight Family! That’s worth more than the most expensive jewels!
"Good! Very good! Sadie, you truly are my daughter!"
The way Henry Stanton looked at Sumr was as if she was the most precious treasure in the world.
Sumr, looking innocent and oblivious, gave Henry a simple smile and focused on her al.
The next day quickly ca, and the group of four set off from Crestfall to ridian.
During the journey, Sumr and Clarissa Stanton sat together in the back seat.
Clarissa was wearing the Royal Coffee Academy uniform, her makeup seamlessly applied, emanating the aura of a noble lady.
In contrast, the clothes Stella prepared for Sumr were much simpler, and no one attended to her makeup, leaving her completely bare-faced, with her hair tied up in a simple bun, resembling a high school student.
But even so, her impeccable features still captivated, making her look pure and clean, like a blooming lily, inviting admiration but making people hesitate to pick her.
True beauty is not about making n want to possess her, but making them wonder if they are worthy of her.
Originally, Clarissa thought her six-figure makeup was flawless today, but upon seeing Sumr, she felt like just a green leaf ant to highlight Sumr.
Clarissa clenched her fists tightly in frustration, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
"Ahem!" Stella, seated in the front, coughed twice.
Clarissa snapped out of her annoyance as if waking from a dream.
What good is Sumr’s beauty? She’s just a vase ant for admiration. Clarissa considered herself the one truly worthy of being married into a prestigious family and not just played with.
Clarissa forced herself to stay calm and squeezed out a smile as she said to Sumr, "Sister, I’ve never had the chance to apologize to you, now I finally do... I’m sorry, Sister, I shouldn’t have been so childish and done such things. I hope you can forgive ."
Sumr guessed that Clarissa must’ve been coached by Stella to say this.
Childish tantrum?
No child throwing a tantrum would think of killing soone.
But Sumr maintained a considerate deanor, gently taking Clarissa’s hand and saying, "Good sister, you don’t need to say any more. It’s all in the past, and we’re family. No need to apologize."
Clarissa’s hand was held tightly by Sumr, making it hard to shake off, yet not shaking it off felt disgusting.
All she could do was suppress her displeasure and force a rigid smile.
The apparent reconciliation of the two daughters made Henry Stanton quite pleased.
The journey from Crestfall to ridian required a flight, and Henry had booked economy class tickets.
As per the rules, first-class passengers boarded first.
Sumr trailed behind, following Henry as they moved forward.
Just before boarding, Henry suddenly stopped, looked in a direction, and delightfully called out, "Young Master?"
Clarissa did not expect to encounter Damian Knight at the airport and instantly put on a shy face, intentionally coughing twice to draw Damian’s attention towards her.
Damian Knight was mid-way through listening to his assistant report on project progress when he was unexpectedly interrupted, causing him to frown displeasedly at Henry Stanton.
Seeing Henry and the forward-pushing Clarissa, Damian’s eyes briefly showed displeasure and confusion, his expression silently asking, "Who are you?"
Henry awkwardly touched his nose, surprised that Damian didn’t recognize him.
Clarissa was even more frustrated.
How many tis has it been now? And Damian still doesn’t recognize her! Is his mory really that bad?
In truth, Damian possessed an exceptional mory, but he only rembered people and things worth rembering.
For those who were irrelevant, he wasted no ntal energy or ti.
As for Sumr, she also noticed Damian but felt no desire to greet him.
They were rely passing acquaintances, not worth disturbing each other.
Seeing that Sumr, this foolish girl, didn’t seize the chance to greet him, Henry had to introduce himself, "I’m Henry Stanton, Young Master. You attended my daughter’s birthday party just a few days ago."
Damian’s mind raced, but having attended four birthday parties that week, he still couldn’t match faces to nas.
Noticing Damian still not rembering, Henry hurriedly pushed aside the forward Clarissa and pulled forward Sumr, who stood at the back, saying, "Young Master, even if you don’t rember , surely you recall my daughter?"
Earlier, Sumr had been intentionally or unintentionally blocked by Stella, and only now did Damian see her.
She was dressed like an ordinary student, totally different from the rest of her family, seemingly from another class.
Damian’s eyebrows raised slightly, wanting to gauge Sumr’s reaction, he asked, "I’m sorry, my mory isn’t great. Miss, who might you be?"
Sumr was slightly surprised. Did Damian not even rember her?
But after the initial surprise, there was no further ripple in her heart.
She calmly replied, "Young Master, important people tend to forget easily. It’s normal you don’t rember . We won’t disturb you, Dad, let’s go."
Hearing this, Henry couldn’t linger any longer, gloomily heading towards the boarding gate.
What on earth! His eldest daughter is utterly useless when it cos to attracting n!
Dull-witted!
The more Henry thought about it, the angrier he got, quickening his pace as he walked.
Stella and Clarissa, seeing Henry in this state, felt secretly delighted.
Now, Henry wouldn’t treat Sumr like a prized possession, would he?
Stella followed Henry forward.
But Clarissa, in her good mood, couldn’t help flaunting again.
She couldn’t resist whispering to Sumr as they walked, "Oh my, dear sister, I thought you had an unusual relationship with Young Master Knight, but it turns out he doesn’t even rember you. Don’t be upset, like you said, important people tend to forget easily. It’s normal he doesn’t rember soone from the countryside."
Clarissa deliberately emphasized "from the countryside," hoping to see Sumr show a frustrated expression.
If Sumr got mad, she would be happy!
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