“…”
“If you’re willing, I’ll immediately give you the letter of resignation and send someone to find the Fruit of Oblivion and the Snow of Oblivion for you.”
“Teacher,”
she called him as she had in the past, “even if I agree to it today, you know that I don’t mean it, and I can’t relieve your regret in your twilight years.”
His life was destined to be difficult.
The Folsom family had a great cause ahead of them, and his children and grandchildren, as well as her, were merely accessories. He really shouldn’t push any further.
“…”
Jasper looked at her. She always had a sense of clarity beyond her years, and she thought more thoroughly than anyone else.
He didn’t persuade her any further, just gave a wry smile and said, “Go.”
Paige turned and left. When she reached the door, she stopped and looked back at Jasper.
Jasper had already stood up from his seat. She stood in front of the French windows, looking out at the endless white snowstorm in front of her, unable to see much of anything.
His back was hunched, and his figure looked especially forlorn.
This was her teacher, her grandfather, and also the person she wanted to do anything to keep out of Country A.
Paige looked at him deeply, but in the end, she didn’t say anything, and turned to pull open the door and walked out.
…
When Paige came out of Jasper’s room, Kelsey and Brangelina were happily playing with the snow they had gathered outside and building little snowmen on the table, and they were laughing.
When they saw Paige come out, Kelsey stood up a little startled, “So soon?”
So soon?
She thought it was too slow.
“Blanca!” Brangelina held the little snowman in her hands and went to Paige, exuberantly saying, ‘Look, I’ve built you another little snowman. Isn’t it cute?’
Paige looked at Brangelina, her mood more complicated than before.
She reached out and took the little snowman, her palm feeling cold. ‘Blanca and I… do we look alike?’
She, like a mother?
Why didn’t she feel that in the photos.
“No, you don’t look like your aunt,” Kelsey said from the side. ‘As far as I can remember, my aunt has always been a dignified lady, and you are also very cool, but your coolness is different from your aunt’s.’
“How is it different?” Paige asked.
Kelsey was a little surprised that Paige asked this, but she still thought about it carefully and said, ‘I don’t know, it’s a feeling. My aunt is more… cold? I can’t put it into words, if you could meet her, you would know.’
She didn’t have time to meet Blanca.
“Nonsense, she is Blanca,”
said Brangelina, unhappy with Kelsey’s words. She hugged Paige’s arm and walked out.
Back to the snowy road, the wind blowing all the way made people’s faces hurt.
This was the second time walking this road, but it was a different mood.
Paige stepped on the snow on the ground, looked up at the long road in front of her, and at the end stood a tall pavilion, covered with snow, even the relief on it was covered and could not be seen clearly.
She was in a daze.
If she hadn’t been lost, she would probably have grown up in this place too, like Casey and Kelsey, with a blood feud in her heart and yet bound tightly by her family.
“I heard the teacher say that Blanca lost a child. How exactly did she lose it?” Paige suddenly asked.
Kelsey was walking around, skipping, and suddenly heard this and froze, looking at her in surprise, ‘The old man even told you this, he really loves you.’
“…” Paige pursed her lips.
“It’s quite difficult to talk about this. I also heard it from my mother. She said that my auntie was so focused on the Folsom family that she went out of the hospital to work after getting a phone call just two days after giving birth. At that time, my uncle was delayed a little because he was getting her medical report, so he didn’t return to the ward in time.”
Kelsey was sad about this story, and her eyes were a little red as she continued, “Because of this small time difference, my auntie’s child was taken away.”
“She didn’t have any more children?” Paige asked.
Ordinary people would have a second child after losing the first.
“What’s the point? Later, they found out that my aunt’s child had died. My uncle and aunt had a fight, and in the end, my uncle left.” Kelsey shrugged, ‘My aunt has remained single ever since.’
Single.
Paige’s gaze wandered before she asked, ‘A fight? Because she felt she had lost the child?’
“I guess so.”
Kelsey was only 18 years old, and didn’t know much about the previous generation.
Paige walked on in silence, almost slipping, but Brangelina caught her in time.
Paige was still a little confused by her sudden discovery of her family background, and her emotions were more complicated than she let on.
…
When the three of them returned to the living room, Casey was kneeling on the floor, covered in blood from the beating he had received. The women of the Folsom family present could not help but secretly wipe away tears.
Paige looked over and saw that her cousin was quite able to take a beating. He had been beaten up so badly, but he didn’t even grunt, and he stubbornly kept his knees straight.
“Miss Paige is here.”
Beinice stood in front of them. When he saw Paige and the others walk in, he handed the cane in his hand to the servant and politely said, “Miss Paige, please sit.”
Paige now looked at Beinice’s heavy body and bulging beer belly, and a different feeling arose in her heart.
This fat uncle is her uncle.
She looked again at the people from the Folsom family present, looking at each face, and she really had a lot of blood relatives.
“Mr. Beinice,” Paige nodded to Beinice and sat down in the empty seat next to him.
“The old man must be very happy to see you. He’s been thinking about you,”
Beinice asked, his brow still furrowed, probably because he had just finished smoking his son.
“Germany is too cold. After this winter, I hope that my father’s health will improve,” Paige said lightly.
“I hope so too.”
Beinice naturally hoped that his father could hold on forever.
He sat down, resting one hand on his lap. The cane he had held for too long had left some blood on the palm of his hand, but he didn’t care, and just looked at Paige.
This time, Beinice was very decisive, “Miss Paige, these three children of mine are ignorant, and I am grateful that you have mercy. I will accept this favor. I can hand over the letter of resignation to you, and I can let you go.”
Paige was not happy, because usually this kind of opening is followed by a but.
She didn’t say anything, picked up the teacup on one side, and bowed her head to drink.
“But…”
Sure enough, Beinice picked up the sentence, “If you encounter anyone from the Folsom family in the future, please continue to show mercy.”
Paige savored the taste of the tea, and when she heard this sentence, her gaze tightened, and she didn’t say anything.
“Because Miss Paige, our the Folsom family’s plans have suffered losses again and again. Since we have different ways of doing things in Country A, I don’t expect that Miss Paige will feel good about the Folsom family in the future. I just hope that in the future, in Country A, you… and Enrico will not hurt the Folsom family, how about it?” Beinice said.
Because of these three children and Brangelina, he had to give up this plan to interfere in the presidential election.
“…”
Paige sat there, twirling the teacup in her hands, the matte touch against her fingertips. She thought of the raging fire in River Town and the endless revenge of the Folsom family in the future…