“He didn’t treat me badly except that he didn’t love me, he was especially happy when you were born, at that moment, his hands were shaking as he hugged you, I could feel that he packed us mother and daughter into his heart at that time.”
Blanca’s gaze was unfocused as she looked ahead, “It’s just that then you were lost and he was so square, he made bottles of milk all by himself and sat in front of the crib for the whole night.”
“…”
Paige looked over at her.
If the father in Brangelina’s mouth was a heartless man, in Blanca’s, the man was given flesh and blood.
Paige suddenly understood something, “You don’t want me to misunderstand him.”
“It’s none of your business if he doesn’t love me.” Blanca gazed at her with a haggard look on her face, “It turns out that he was capable of being a good father, I was the one who stopped him, if you ever meet him in the future, please remember that.”
The role of a father was one he wanted to run well, he just didn’t have that opportunity.
“Where is he now?” Paige asked lightly.
At that, Blanca’s gaze dimmed and she shook her head, “I don’t know.”
He left and never came back.
“…”
Paige was silent.
Blanca turned her head to look at the door in front of her and said, “Well, let’s just send it here, I’ll just go up myself, you go back to your room early and rest.”
“Good.” Paige let go of the hand holding her up.
Blanca looks down and watches her hand draw away a little, her heart twitches with pain, but her mouth says nothing, slowly walking towards the front door, enduring the pain of the wound, and stepping through the door with one foot.
“The whole mouth is heart thing went out of fashion a long time ago, it’s better to speak what’s in your heart, self-torture doesn’t count as atonement in my book.” Paige’s voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Blanca turned around and looked at her in shock.
“After all the things you said on his behalf, why didn’t you say that with your imperative nature, you could have obviously forced yourself to keep him, but you didn’t, because the loss of your child made you lose the courage to even love someone.”
Paige stood looking at her in the rich night air, uttering declarative sentences.
She seemed to be slowly figuring out Blanca’s character now; as Brangelina had said, Blanca was the most mouthy woman in the whole world.
Blanca didn’t like to show sadness, so she swallowed all the pain through her teeth and blood.
“…”
Blanca stood there, staring at her blankly, her eyes gradually misting over.
“Good night.” Paige nodded at her, calmly finishing her goodnight and turning to leave.
The crisp ringing of bells clanging was faintly heard in the ink-like night.
Blanca’s pupils vibrated, raised her eyes to look, and saw Paige walking in the night, carrying a silver long-life lock in one hand, her thin fingers hooked and wrapped around the thread, the long-life lock swaying lightly back and forth, emitting a pleasant sound …
Blanca looked, raised his hand to cover his mouth, tears weeping, but the whole person is very trembling.
…
Back in the room, Paige watched as Enrico sat impossibly poised in a chair at the table, the white headphone wires dangling from between his ears and tracing the prominent knot of his throat.
At the sound of movement, Enrico’s closed eyes opened and gave her a sly look, “Thought you were going to stay there all night.”
“I’m going to stay all night and you’re going to wait for me all night?” Paige asked, unable to help but chuckle at the way he looked like he wasn’t trying to sleep at all.
“Bullshit, I can’t sleep without someone in my arms?” Enrico grunted as he pulled off his headphones.
Paige’s smile deepened as she listened, placing the long life locks in her hands on the table as Enrico looked at her with deep eyes.
“Compromised with Blanca and with myself.” Paige smiled.
She wasn’t torn between Enrico’s and Peak Club’s favor.
“Admit it?” Enrico looked at her sideways, the light falling on his angular face, his nose in light shadow, extraordinarily handsome.
“That’s not true, it’s still a little hard for me to call it now.” Paige said, taking a seat across from Enrico and bringing the stack of ledgers in front of her to flip through.
“Doing what?” Enrico looked at her.
“Didn’t you already collect THE Folsom Family for me, I had to look at the ledgers to know the distribution of THE Folsom Family’s property before I left it with THE Folsom Family people, or else there’s something bad in it and I’m screwed.”
Paige said with a smile, her tone fairly lighthearted since there was no way THE Folsom family could actually leave these bad things to her.
“Watching at night?” Enrico looked to his watch, what time it was.
“Watch it early and we’ll leave early.” Paige looked at him, “I have to get back to listen to Gabriel read.”
She couldn’t wait to get back.
Both generations of the Folsom family, from top to bottom, had impressed upon her the importance of one word – cherish.
Cherish the moment.
“Open your mouth Gabriel, I don’t even see you thinking about me when I’m in your presence.” Enrico said coldly, his face grimacing.
Paige gave him a helpless look, “What else do I have to think about you when you’ve said you’re in front of me?”
Why should I think about someone I can see when I raise my eyes?
Enrico presses his palm on the table and rises, lowering his head to force his way closer to her face, his brows deepening, “Doesn’t my face deserve to be on your mind at all times?”
“…”
He really is …
Sometimes extremely arrogant and confident, sometimes doubting his own charm doubt thoroughly, thinking that she is sympathetic to him, payback.
Contradictory man.
Paige looked at the good-looking, flawless face in front of her and coaxed him, “Matching.”
“That’s more like it.” Enrico cupped her chin and kissed it before sitting back, “Watch, I’ll keep you company.”
“…”
Paige smiled and shook her head, looking down and focusing on the ledger.
The so-called ledger was a list of all of THE Folsom Family’s specific distributions and base details, the more she flipped through it, the more she was amazed, “It turns out that THE Folsom Family’s industries are distributed across multiple countries, and even war-torn countries have THE Folsom Family’s industries.”
These industries add up … to be a bit scary.
“It’s not hard to understand.” Enrico held a teacup and turned it around, his voice magnetic, “the Folsom family was almost exterminated a hundred years ago, of course they have to learn a lesson and play the cunning rabbit three grottoes, and this time it is also the chaos that was born internally, otherwise it would not be able to go this far.”
The Folsom family had made enough preparations to fight against external hidden dangers, but hadn’t done any precautions against the family.
“As well.” Paige thought deeply, looked down and continued to read the ledger, as she watched, her gaze went cold, “This isn’t right.”
“What’s wrong?” Enrico gave her a sideways glance and brought his cup to his lips for a sip.
“These are the current accounts from Blanca’s previous job as a weapons dealer.”
Paige pushed the ledger in front of Enrico.
Enrico’s lowered eyes casually scanned it and his face instantly sank, he set the cup to the side and the man sat up straight, “That much?”
This figure was far beyond their estimation.
“Such a large amount, it can be seen to what extent the weapons factories in the hands of THE Folsom family have reached.”
Paige looked at him and said with a straight face, “This authority has fallen into Rachel’s hands, why didn’t she use it to fill herself instead of just building a large organ to claim our lives?”