Please Come Back, We Are Waiting

"Don't think you can act all high and mighty just because the Sharlow Family is backing you. I could crush you anytime."

Willy was startled. He shrank back, stammering, "I... I didn’t mean it that way."

Zephyr had finally lost his patience. He raised his fist and punched him hard. "Trying to act? I’m not playing along with you!"

At that moment, Olive and Seraphine hurried over from a distance.

The two of them anxiously pushed Zephyr away and immediately shielded Willy behind them.

Olive gently cupped his face, softly comforting him.

Seraphine, however, was furious. She slapped Nathan hard.

The crisp sound of the slap echoed throughout the restaurant, immediately attracting the attention of people nearby.

"Seraphine, what are you doing? I was the one who hit him!" Zephyr stared in disbelief, his eyes wide.

The usually gentle and poised Seraphine had actually raised her hand against him. "Shut up! If it weren’t for him provoking you, would you have hit Willy?"

Zephyr wanted to say something, but was stopped by Nathan.

The slap mark on his face was bright red and quite shocking, yet the man remained expressionless.

Seraphine swallowed hard, the anger she felt earlier clouding her judgment. Her mind had gone blank in that moment and she acted impulsively. Now, the heat in her palm made her regret it deeply.

How could she have raised her hand against Nathan?

Just as she was about to explain, she suddenly heard Willy's voice from behind her.

"Seraphine, don't blame your brother. It's my fault, I’m not good enough. I just wanted to go on a trip with Nathan, but I didn’t expect him to refuse..."

As he spoke, his gaze dropped to the ground.

The sadness in Willy's eyes made Olive's heart ache.

"Alright, alright, go on a trip. Anywhere you want to go, even to outer space, I’ll buy you a rocket," she said, trying to cheer him up.

Seraphine quickly joined in, "Yes, anywhere you want, we’ll go with you. Don’t be upset."

They both tried to comfort him, one after the other.

Unseen by them, Willy gave Nathan a mocking smile.

Soon, the three of them sat down behind him, eagerly discussing potential travel destinations.

At just that moment, Nathan's phone rang. It was a call from the person in charge.

"Nathan, your transfer application will be approved the day after tomorrow. Are you sure you’re not participating in the test flight competition?"

"No, I’ll be leaving the day after tomorrow."

As soon as Nathan finished speaking, Olive, who had been standing behind him, grabbed his arm. "Where are you going tomorrow?"

Nathan hung up the phone and coldly replied, "It’s none of your business."

His indifferent tone shocked Olive. She felt that Nathan had changed a lot and he had grown distant from her. This sense of coldness left her feeling uncomfortable.

Seraphine quickly stepped forward. "Is it because I slapped you earlier? Nathan, I didn’t mean it. You know how hard Willy’s life has been. You’ve been occupying his position all these years. You should make it up to him…"

Nathan sneered. "Make it up? Was it my fault back then? Did I make him misreport? I was a victim too. Why should I be the one making amends?"

His words left both Olive and Seraphine stunned. They had always thought Willy was pitiful that he hadn’t had a good meal, nor good clothes.

He was clearly the son of a wealthy family, yet his life had been so difficult. By some twist of fate, they wanted to treat him better. But they never considered, what had Nathan done wrong? He was innocent.

Seraphine, feeling lost, hurried to explain, "Nathan, don’t be like this. You know we didn’t mean it. All this time, the person we’ve always loved is you."