Chapter 241: Chapter 241: A Gift from Sister Qi, Mason Quinn Sends Money
The New Year arrived as expected amidst everyone’s anticipation.
On the day of New Year’s Eve.
Claire Green had just come downstairs when the group from Class Six, carrying large and small bags, knocked on the front door.
She lazily opened the door, and the deafening "Happy New Year" genuinely startled her for a moment.
Looking at the group of people in front of her, she raised an eyebrow slightly and said nonchalantly, "Where did you get the address?"
Upon hearing this, they showed no guilt in selling out John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn.
"Brother John told us, hehe, when we heard they were planning to pay respects to Sister Olivia, we came along too."
Hearing this.
Claire Green curved her lips, "Put down the stuff, and you can leave now."
For a moment, there were wails everywhere, reminiscent of a ghost’s lamenting.
"Don’t do that, Sister Olivia, you can’t kick us out."
"At least let us have a drink of water."
"Anyway, I’m not leaving, Sister Olivia, do as you see fit."
Their howling made someone inside who was reading a magazine flinch.
Ah Jin’s classmates really have great vocal power.
Claire Green lazily watched them but remained silent until the noise gradually subsided, when she slowly spoke.
"Done with the performance? Do you need me to set up a stage for you to continue?"
No need for that.
Everyone shook their heads, put down the items in their hands, and said in unison with a cheeky grin, "Sister Olivia, there are too many blessings to say, so we wish you a worry-free future. Please believe that no matter where you go, Brightsong Class Six will always be there."
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green’s gaze paused, her lips unconsciously curving into a smile, "I’ll look forward to it."
"It’s cold, Sister Olivia, go inside quickly, we’re going back to celebrate the New Year too."
"Yes, we got ahead of Brother John to pay our respects to you, we’re really something."
"Sister Olivia, see you when school starts."
As they were about to leave, a mischievous gleam flashed in Claire Green’s eyes, and she casually called them back, "Since you’re here, take the gifts I prepared for you back with you."
Everyone’s eyes lit up, Sister Olivia’s New Year gifts.
Ten minutes later, each of them was holding a stack of exam papers and a book for Five Years Examination, Three Years Mock Exams, almost tearful.
"Sister Olivia, you’re too kind. Can I decline this gift?" Harry Lewis asked unwillingly.
"Harry has a point, Sister Olivia, no need for politeness between us, we’ll just accept the gifts."
"That’s right, there’s no reason to take gifts back when paying New Year visits."
Inside the house.
Julian Sia listened to these conversations, his face showing a hint of amusement.
Originally, Ah Jin planned to give those materials when school started, but this group coincidentally came today.
Listening to their back-and-forth, Claire Green’s smile grew wider, and she spoke leisurely, "Sure you’re refusing, hmm."
The trailing note was prolonged, making everyone hear the underlying threat.
The group that had just come up with all sorts of excuses to refuse the gifts immediately changed their tune.
"Just kidding, this is Sister Olivia’s love for us, how can we refuse it."
"Love so heavy, it’s bringing me to tears."
"Goodbye, Sister Olivia, we’re taking this heavy love back with us."
With that, the group left, holding the items miserably.
They just came to pay a New Year’s visit, how did things turn out like this?
Where exactly did things go wrong?
When they got home with the items, their parents couldn’t stop smiling, their eyes almost squinting, and they kept praising.
Undoubtedly, it added another stab to their hearts.
...
In the evening.
After finishing the New Year’s Eve dinner, John Sinclair couldn’t wait to ask, "Sister Olivia, want to play games?"
Seeing the hopeful look in his and Sebastian’s eyes, her eyes lifted slightly, and she lazily replied, "Sure, ten thousand per game."
As soon as she said that.
John Sinclair’s smile froze, and he said awkwardly, "Sister Olivia, we’re friends, talking money is a bit inappropriate, isn’t it?"
Ten thousand per game, even hiring someone wouldn’t cost that much.
Who would have thought, the girl’s tone was infuriatingly playful, "Even close brothers settle accounts clearly, are we playing or not?"
John Sinclair twitched his mouth, "Okay."
Mason Quinn and the others exchanged a glance and got interested, "How about this, we’ll pair up, see who gets the most kills."
In the end.
"I’ll team up with George Xyler."
Watching him make his team choice, Claire Green raised an eyebrow, her lips curving meaningfully, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, hurry up and start."
George Xyler looked at him, exasperated, "One condition, you can’t team up with Julian."
Otherwise, no matter who they teamed up with, as long as Julian was on the opposing team, they would surely lose.
You should know that Julian has never lost a game growing up.
"Alright."
Not wanting to participate, Isabella looked at the two sympathetically.
They only knew Julian was good, but they were unaware Claire was also a gaming pro.
In the past, she single-handedly led the three of them to win a match.
"I’ll team up with sister," Benjamin Green exclaimed excitedly.
Claire Green had no objections to this.
The game officially started, the girl lazily nestled on the sofa, manipulating idly beneath her hands, while gunshots continuously sounded from the phone.
Half an hour later.
Mason Quinn looked at the word "Runner-Up" on his phone, his face full of disbelief.
"I didn’t play well just now, let’s go again."
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green curved her lips, "Suit yourself."
The man beside, looking at the screen, had amusement in his eyes. Mason was going to lose for sure this time.
Before long.
Mason Quinn and John Sinclair set down their phones, speaking in unison, "Not playing anymore."
If they continued, they would just end up giving money.
"Ah Jin’s ability to earn money is stronger than mine," Julian Sia extended his hand to help her massage her fingers, speaking softly.
Hearing the amusement in his tone, Mason rolled his eyes, thinking he shouldn’t have come.
But this time, it taught him a lesson, never to bet with this couple in the future, or else he’d end up losing every time.
Sighing in his heart, he resignedly transferred the money.
Seeing the text message on his phone, Claire Green chuckled playfully, "Thank you for the money, Mr. Quinn. Remember to find me next time."
Fat chance.
Mason rolled his eyes, feeling extremely frustrated.
Seeing him like this, George Xyler and the others couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Serves him right for being so confident and getting slapped in the face.
Suddenly.
An unmarked phone call came in.
Claire Green unhurriedly declined it and then stood up, "You guys continue."
Watching her head upstairs with the phone, Julian Sia’s eyes darkened for a moment, hiding emotions hard to fathom.
"Got something?" The girl’s voice was low, watching the fireworks in the distance, a slight curve on her lips.
First time celebrating New Year in both lifetimes, it felt refreshing.
"When are you planning to visit the company?" A lazy voice of Old Cat came through.
Claire Green replied concisely, "Let’s talk after the college entrance exams."
She’s just a carefree manager, whether to go or not didn’t matter.
"Okay," Old Cat responded, his tone turning serious, "The Night Covenant is looking for you over there, and some senior officials from Z Country are contacting us. Don’t create any more disturbances recently."
He then felt it wasn’t enough and added, "If there’s an issue, let the Nether Lord handle it, since they’re free anyway."
Upon hearing this, Claire Green was not the slightest bit surprised, probably guessing their intention in finding her. She casually responded, "I’m aware."
"Then that’s fine."
Just as Claire Green was about to hang up, the other side added, "Happy New Year, Little Olivia."
"Olivia, come downstairs and set off fireworks."
In the courtyard, Isabella was excitedly waving a sparkler, and the others also looked eager.
The man, however, was filled with tenderness, the curve of his lips dissipating the aloofness around him, as he softly spoke in a deep and magnetic voice akin to melodious piano notes, stirring hearts on this night.
"Ah Jin, are you daydreaming, expecting me to carry you down?"
Claire Green’s eyes lifted, revealing a bright smile, "If brother wants to, I have no objection."