Chapter 240: Chapter 240: Benjamin Green’s Methods and Gentle Sister Qi
Julian Sia had a hint of amusement in his eyes; Claire Green was indirectly scolding herself again.
His distinctly jointed, large hand pinched her face in a punitive manner, saying nonchalantly, "It’s like the saying: ’One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.’ You should spend less time with them."
Listening to the blatant blame-shifting in the man’s words, Mason Quinn and George Xyler’s expressions stiffened.
What did this have to do with them?
It was truly living without a conscience.
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, her voice carrying an intriguing tone as she lazily spoke, "Let’s go back to Elegant Court."
Soon.
As the group returned to Elegant Court, they saw the old Master Sia sitting with a face full of worry, his furrowed brow never once relaxing.
Upon hearing sounds, he immediately looked up, and when he saw the girl, his brow finally smoothed, and his hanging heart was set down.
"Olivia, my child, come." Master Sia beckoned.
Seeing the elder’s tired appearance, Claire Green felt a sudden heaviness in her heart. Without needing to think, she knew Master Sia must have been worrying about her and not sleeping well.
"Grandpa Sia." She lowered her eyes, her voice particularly low.
Seeing this.
How could Master Sia not understand? Instantly, he patted her head soothingly, "It’s good you came back. Grandpa has prepared some delicious food for you, go have a taste."
Claire Green pursed her lips, nodded quietly, and got up.
Seeing the dishes that Aunt Ye brought, her heart felt a little sour, and the hand holding the chopsticks stiffened.
Every dish on the table was prepared according to her preferences, including the desserts.
Besides Julian Sia, no one else could understand her so well.
Thinking about this, Claire Green looked up and saw the man watching her with a smile in his eyes. When he saw her looking over, he spoke in a deep voice.
"What’s wrong? Are the dishes not to your taste?"
"No."
Perhaps noticing the somber atmosphere, Isabella Xyler stuck her head forward to glance at the table and mock-sighed playfully, "Grandpa Sia, you didn’t prepare anything for me. Clearly, a granddaughter-in-law is more important."
As her words fell.
Master Sia was momentarily stunned but then laughed heartily, "Do you even need to ask, silly girl?"
George Xyler playfully knocked her on the head, "Don’t be sour. You’ll have this kind of treatment too one day."
Saying this, he cast an unreadable glance at John Sinclair beside him.
He only hoped this silly sister wouldn’t have her heart broken.
Feeling several gazes fall on him, John Sinclair smiled. Anyway, he never planned to leave her for anyone else in his life.
"Bella, when do you plan to come home with me?"
His family had been asking almost daily ever since they found out he was in a relationship, constantly asking when he’ll bring her to meet them. They didn’t care if she was of age before he made a move...
Their enthusiastic attitude made him think they couldn’t wait to throw him a wedding right away.
Isabella Xyler curved her lips, "Going home with you? Well, you’ll have to wait."
The atmosphere in the living room finally returned to normal.
In Claire Green’s eyes, a trace of amusement flickered away, revealing a further smile she didn’t even realize herself.
...
Capital City.
Green Estate ancestral home.
Li Canliang was colorless, his body curled on the ground, shaking uncontrollably, while low howls came from his mouth.
He looked as if he was in great pain.
Benjamin Green walked in with a cold face, crouching down indifferently, sliding his small hand over him and pressing hard on a wound, staining his fair hand with bright red blood.
"Does it hurt?" His voice was light, recalling the scene from that day, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes.
He saw with his own eyes how his sister was stabbed and couldn’t let go.
She must have been in such pain then.
Li Canliang nodded, moaning, "Let me go, I promise to turn over a new leaf."
As if hearing a joke, Benjamin Green’s small face showed a sneer, increasing the pressure on the wound.
"Living as a human, do you even deserve it?"
Suddenly.
He chuckled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.
"You know, I truly want to kill you, but I suddenly feel like making you wish you were dead is more fun than just killing you."
Upon hearing this.
Li Canliang trembled more severely, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and despair.
In just a few hours here, he had fully realized that among this family, only this child had the harshest methods.
He was merely the appearance of a five-year-old, yet his actions were devilish.
Caleb Green’s family sat on the sofa watching coldly, with no intention to intervene.
At this moment.
A man entered, carrying something.
"Young Master, this is what you asked for."
Having said that, he opened the box.
Seeing the contents of the box, an ominous feeling rose in Li Canliang’s mind.
Sure enough.
"I heard you like to play with this," Benjamin Green languidly put on gloves, pulling out a syringe.
"I didn’t, I didn’t do those things."
"Don’t be so quick to deny," Benjamin Green spoke leisurely, "Once it’s in, you’ll know whether you did or not."
Before his voice fell.
He acted decisively, and the slender needle pierced the skin.
Feeling the coldness under the skin, Li Canliang’s eyes became lifeless.
All over, everything is over.
Only now did regret fill his heart, realizing he shouldn’t have messed with that person.
"Get someone to take a look at him, don’t let him die."
Discarding the object in his hand, Benjamin Green spoke indifferently.
Then he glanced at the person on the ground, "Savor it slowly, don’t worry, the biggest difference between us is I won’t let you die."
After that.
He turned and threw himself onto someone’s legs, "Let’s go find Sister."
Such an adorable appearance had none of the earlier terrifying demeanor.
To this.
The Green family had long been accustomed.
But Caleb Green stared absentmindedly at him; among the Green family, the one whose nature was most akin to Claire’s was probably this little imp.
Seeing him lost in thought, Benjamin Green’s eyes flashed with craftiness, pinching his thigh hard.
"Benjamin Green, I think you’re itching for a beating."
Caleb Green grabbed him, his tone sinister.
"If you hit me, I’ll tell Sister." Benjamin Green looked fearless, and finally let out a taunting humph.
He’s learned his lesson now, always finding Sister whenever there’s trouble.
Sure enough.
Hearing his words, Caleb Green’s hand paused and then lowered him down.
Looking at the little brat who was acting proudly, Caleb Green pressed his head with a dark face.
"How old are you to still be like this," Joanna Frost spoke helplessly, though the amusement in her eyes was unstoppable, "Didn’t you say you wanted to spend the New Year with Olivia? Go on."
Speaking of this, a pang of loss surged in her heart.
When could their family finally spend a New Year together all under one roof?
Understanding her sadness, Andrew Green embraced her, softly comforting, "After Olivia finishes her college entrance exams, we’ll go see her together."
Watching this, Caleb Green was at a loss for words; after all, Claire still treated him coldly, but was good to the little imp.
Thinking this, he nudged his foot to signal he should say a few words.
Benjamin Green keenly picked up the hint and gleefully rushed over, "Mom, don’t worry. Sister is very kind and certainly won’t be mad."
Kind?
Caleb Green heard this word and his expression turned complicated; the little imp must have misunderstood kindness.
Watching the chattering person, he put a hand to his forehead, realizing sending him to comfort her was the biggest mistake.
Just listen to what he’s saying; not a word lining up with Claire’s temperament.
If Mason Quinn and the others knew, they’d probably laugh for a while.
Heaving a deep sigh, he stepped forward and picked him up, "We’re heading back to Bayne City now."