The sight … was asking Enrico again?
Paige pursed her lips nervously, what kind of troublesome character did Enrico get in disguise, it’s so hard to get.
Wait.
Alonso.
That name, she seemed to have heard it somewhere.
Paige couldn’t think fast enough before she was tugged aside by Francine, who tugged at her and looked at Enrico again, “Alonso, answer back to the old lady.”
A pair of eyes instantly went to Enrico.
Paige looked to him as well, giving him a supportive look in her feigned calm.
Cheer up!
You can do it.
The best actor in the country at the first level.
Throughout the courtyard, the air seems to freeze.
After a few seconds, Enrico walks slowly forward dressed in a drop-dead black suit and walks to the center, lifting his hand to hold his hat down.
“…”
Paige subconsciously raised her hand in a gesture to cover her brooch.
Enrico stood and shot her a quick, spiteful look under the brim of his hat.
Damn, the effortlessness of catching a Jeremy had gotten him to the point where he was now pretending to be a fisherman.
Paige, go home and wait for him.
Enrico quickly pushed down the brim of his hat to shield his eyes from the resentment, gritted his teeth, put his heart on the line, and dropped to his knees with a thud.
No words.
Only one knee.
As if painting, leaving a large blank space for imagination.
Paige’s heart jumped at his kneeling.
The scene was again …
The old white-haired woman sat glaring at Enrico and moved to anger at the sight, “You think your kneeling is going to help? How many years have you kept this from the family?”
“Auntie don’t get angry.”
Armen stood by the side and hurriedly persuaded, “I think Uncle Alonso is also afraid that his family will be sad, so he has been hiding it.”
This is a good …
initiative to enrich Enrico’s persona in place.
Paige watched over, only to see that there was no suspicion on the old lady’s face, and that everyone’s faces were emotional and sad, but just not suspicious.
Suddenly, a flash of light entered Paige’s mind.
She remembered.
Alonso.
Annie’s best friend, who had gone to River Town for her to steal books to learn the art of healing compulsion for AS schizophrenia gene.
River Town.
All at once, many memories of what had been came rushing back to Paige.
Blanca fell in love with a River Town passerby, a man who didn’t love her, and drank up River Town for her only because the woman she adored in her heart died …
Blanca says that she can ask for help when she meets a middle-aged man with a tearful mole under his right eye.
Paige suddenly understood everything, her breath tightening as she stared blankly at Enrico on his knees, one hand twisted around her sleeve.
Fingers twisted down dead center.
The excessive force caused her heart to suddenly speed up, her whole body panicked for no reason, and cold sweat appeared layer by layer on her body.
Gradually, her eyes became blank.
The Davis family at the scene was still immersed in the sad news of Annie’s death, when Paige suddenly went limp and collapsed downward.
A dark figure suddenly rushed up.
Paige fell into familiar arms, she raised her eyes and met Enrico’s worried gaze, Enrico opened his mouth to call out to her, she snapped out of it.
“Ms. Paige, are you okay?”
The Davis family crowd gathered around.
Paige put her hand on Enrico’s and barely managed to stand, looking apologetically at them, “Sorry, I’m a little hypoglycemic and not feeling too well.”
“Find her a room to rest!” The old lady didn’t know when she also stood up, sniffing her voice cold and hard as she issued an order.
“Yes.” Francine stepped forward and ripped Paige out of Enrico’s arms as soon as she could, helping her towards the compartment on the right.
…
The compartment was also furnished in an antique style, with so many occasional modern items, but no electricity or anything through and through.
Francine tried to help her onto the bed to rest, but Paige refused to lie down, so she steadied her heartbeat against the carved lotus-patterned bedrail and pressed one hand to her heart.
“That’s a scary white face you have.”
Francine lost the cold face she had when she opened the door earlier, looked at her frown and said, “I’ll go get you some brown sugar water.”
After saying that, Francine walked out.
Paige was left alone in her room, thinking about the irony of the truth she had just figured out.
It had been just to see what else Jeremy was going to do, but she hadn’t expected to dig up such a deep story.
Francine soon returns, stirring a bowl of brown sugar water and walks over to the bed.
Paige was about to pick it up when Francine frowned, “Come on, I see you’re as soft as a bone, how can you have the strength, I’ll feed you.”
Saying that, Francine then scooped up a spoonful of brown sugar water and fed it to her lips.
Paige smiled with a pale face and drank it gladly, “Thanks Francine.”
At the end, she fixed two more glances at Francine and said in a casual manner, “Before I came here, I thought the Davis family was the only ones with the last name of Davis.”
“How is that possible.”
Francine is a person who is used to doing the work, nimbly feeding her sugar water, while feeding her, she said, “About a hundred years ago, the Davis family’s old ancestor decided to take refuge in the world, and many of the family’s helpers decided to follow, otherwise, with just one surname taking refuge in the world, wouldn’t this inheritance have been broken a long time ago?”
“So this hundred years down the line, the Davis family offspring and maid offspring intermarriage? So that the lineage could be passed on?” Paige asked.
“Yes.”
Francine, being asked by her, naturally blurted out what she wanted to know, “Like your mother-in-law, Ms. Annie, she was originally set in her family to intermarry with the Helper’s family, the boatman who sent you here, Alonso.”
“So it is.” Paige said lightly as she sipped her sugar water.
“Miss Annie grew up smart, followed a few old masters to learn from the past and present, very knowledgeable, we all waited for her to be the leader of the Davis family, but she was abducted by your father-in-law, saying something about the outside world is very big, have to go and see.”
Francine sighed deeply as she said this, “The family didn’t want the engagement they had set for her either.”
“…” Paige was silent.
It was a big world out there, it was just a shame that Annie hadn’t met the right man.
“The rule is that if you leave the Davis family, you are not a member of the Davis family, but there are still family members at home, so how can they leave one by one and never come back, in fact, we all have more or less a clear idea in our hearts.”
Francine said glumly, “The Davis family people are no matter how smart they are, they can’t stop the AS schizophrenia gene in their bodies, and none of the ones who have gone out over the years have had a good ending.”
So they guess that Annie has no face to come back, and instead they’re thinking in an optimistic direction.
It’s the only way Annie can stay “alive” in the Davis family.
“Bang.”
A stone hit the window.
Francine was too absorbed in the Davis family’s sad destiny to notice.
Paige raised her hand and pressed her temples, saying wearily, “Tough on Francine, I’d like to lie down alone for a while.”
“Okay, then you can rest and go back in front of the old lady.” Francine nodded and carried the bowl outside.
The door was closed.
Paige sat on the edge of the bed and raised her hand to touch the brooch in front of her when a black figure flipped in sharply through the window and leapt onto the bed in a single bound, carrying with it the smell of fish.
Paige lowered her hand, and a chill went down the back of her neck as the shield clamped on her again.
The next second, she was stopped from behind, the man’s head against her shoulder.