Kemp stared at the bloodstained sheets in disbelief and shock for seconds. He just kept silent, unable to make a sound. After a long moment, he shivered.
"He..."
He looked back at Elinor with red eyes and said to her hysterically, "Did he... did he hurt you?"
Elinor covered her ears in pain, shaking. "Don't say, Kemp..."
"Bastard..."
He was shocked as if struck by lightning, with various and crazy thoughts in his mind. Rankin went up to grab him. "Calm down. Let's figure out what happened."
"Haven't you already known that?"
Kemp's voice was fierce and angry. "You looked at her look. Victor's a beast! He can do everything cruel."
If Rankin didn't grab him, he would go to find Victor and fight with him.
Kemp swore that at this moment, he really wanted to kill Victor.
How can he treat Elinor like this? Even if he doesn't love her, why does he hurt her?
"What did my sister do wrong? What did she do wrong?" He was like a child, almost crying. He didn't know whom he cried for. But seeing her hurt by him, he was really distressed. "How dare that bastard do harm to her?"
Hearing his roar, Elinor closed her eyes desperately.
Her tears ran out with all her emotions, leaving nothing.
At night, Victor went back to the old house. Upon opening the door of the living room, someone suddenly turned on the lights.
He got frightened. After he looked up, he saw Dixon sitting with a cold face. He is serious.
He hasn't been stared at by his father like this for a long time. He was a little fearful. "What are you doing here?"
"Your mother is asleep. Keep your voice down." Dixon looked at Victor. "Where have you been? Why do you come back still in a hotel bathrobe? Are you crazy?"
Victor walked over and sat down on the sofa, waving away his care. "Not a big matter."
Dixon felt he would be crazy if he was not usually calm. "Not a big deal? How dare you say so?"
"I'm an adult."
Victor raised his eyebrows. "You held a party for my passage into manhood last month. Do you forget it?"
"Being an adult doesn't mean you can be promiscuous."
This persuasive father taught his son patiently. "You can't do such things randomly. You'll be the ruler of my company, and every move represents your family."
"I'm tired of your indoctrination." Victor waved his hand. "Then I won't inherit your property. Can I do anything at will?"
"You fucking nasty boy, what are you talking about?"
"Look! This is your fault."
Dixon looked at Victor for a long moment and signed. "It's also the only worry of your mom and me. You became mature so early, so you can't get along with others well, and you can't adapt to this society. You can see through their gimmicks, so you're unwilling to get along with them."
Dixon stared at his son who was like him, or even more excellent than him. But most of the time, he would worry about that Victor would be lonely.
He became famous at a young age. Will he be tired?
Victor turned his face silently. After a long moment, he said in a muffled voice, "I don't think it's bad."
Besides, he also gets along with others.
He can talk with Rankin in the school. They're similar, so he is his partner.
Besides, Elinor also stays around him. She is delicate all the time, as if she can be hurt easily. But at least, she was so dynamic and vivid that he notices there is such a person trying to get to him.
Thinking of this, his look changed.
Elinor?
Why does he regard her as his connection with this society?
Finally, he just found some excuses to deal with Dixon. Later, Dixon said to him, "Go to change your clothes. If you have a new girlfriend, take her to meet me."
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