Chapter 13
The Remorseful Brothers
Chapter 13 Chapter 13 To Henry, Madelineâs appearance was too sudden. It was as if a stranger appeared in his house one day.
His parents said that she was his real younger sister.
Meanwhile, Winslet, who had been loved dearly for 18 years, cried burkets every day.
He was biased toward Winslet He was errtain that he detested Madeline.
The car had already driven out.
He looked at the cars in front of the race track, among which his car was in the middle.
âMr. Henry Larson, are you worried about Winslet Ella asked, her arms crossed.
âThatâs impossible.â Henry scoffed. His face then darkened. âHowever, if anything happens to her, youâll all get it from met Ella frowned. âItâs a done deal that something will happen. You know how difficult it is to complete a full lap around Maple Hill.
There are so many bends and dangerously located spots. Iâll be dangerous once the car tums over.â
Henry clenched his fisce.
A sound rang out The six cars shot out from the starting line.
Onlookers around the area were cheering.
Ella was also excitedly watching the cars as they disappeared into the distance.
âMy goodness, theyâre all driving so fast. Itâs amazing âYour sister is not easy to beat. Mr. Henry Larson âTsk. The situation with this car is quite criticalâ
Cold sweat erupted on Henryâs forehead.
Each second that passed felt like torture.
Less than three minutes passed.
Just then a car flew out from the bend.
âSomething happened!â someone exclaimed.
Despite the amount of wine he drank, Henry immediately sobered up at the up at that exclamation He looked over and stared intently but couldnât see clearly.
The remaining five cars continued to drive.
âShit, itâs Luke. He usually enjoys messing wills other peopleâs cars. Now, heâs caused troubleâ
âHurry and get the person out The sound of the wind and roaring engines was deafening.
Madelineâs expression was frigid.
As expected, they wanted to screw up her car and team up to mess with her.
She scoffed.
Her gaze was drep p. She was no longer the person she used to be, vulnerable to manipulation.
Swoosh!
Kevin watched as Madeline drove steadily and skillfully. He was left far b behind and was under a lot of presssire.
Chapter 13 âShit, I thought that person couldnât drive! How is she so good?â he thought Soon, another car met with trouble.
Henry was shocked once again. âWho is it this time?
Ella frowned and replied, âItâs not Madelineâ
Henry heaved a sigh of relief. âThatâs strange,â he thought. âI didnât care about Madeline before He frowned, and his heartbeat increased Next came a sharp bend.
Ten minutes passed Madeline steadily brought the car to a stop.
Everyone elseâs car encountered issues.
Even the ambulance came Madeline opened the door to the passenger seat and said, âGet in.â
Henry got in. âYou...â he started.
Madeline drove home indifferently, her expression even colder than the air conditioner blowing in the car.
This trip wasnât a waste. Not only did she get back at these jerks, but she even made 100 thousand dollar.
For her, this was truly a lifesaving amount of money.
The car stopped Henry chased after Madeline and grabbed her wrist. âMadeline, whatâs going on?â he asked âAsk them yourself Madeline angered. She remembered how he mistook her for Winslet when she was lying halfâdead in the hospital that night She found it ridiculous.
She could never forgive him either.
Tim going to sleepâ
On the other hand. Steven and Alexander looked at the tragic situation and remained silent.
It was especially true for Steven, who was thinking of something He was unusually quiet Alexander gave a thumbs up and said, âThis pretty girl is fearless. Tve always said she has quite the presence. However, these people will get their revenge. Theyâre all silverâspooned kids who are not easy to mess withâ
Steven glanced at him in disgust and said, âYou go handle it âSeriously? I thought you werenât interested in her? Alexander frowned, then continued, âI know. You like courageous women, donât you?â
Steven couldnât be bothered. âIm busy. Fm going back to the capital, he said.
Before leaving, he turned around and handed over a business card. âGave it to her,â he instructed.
âYou say one thing, but your actions mean otherwise. Alexander shook his head and walked toward the crowd.
The van voon rose.
Madeline was still asleep in the late morning as she only fell asleep past midnight.
Layla, who was at the dining table, couldnât help but scold, âWhat is this attitude of Madelineâs Doing as she pleases, waking up whenever she wants. She even went out last night to fool around with someone. Not a single bit ladylike at alll Anne, call her to come downstairs. If she doesnât come down to eat now, she can forget about eating for the rest of the day!â
Chapter 13 Anne sighed silently and responded, âYes.â
âHold on,â Henry intervened, his thick eyebrows framing a pair of dark eyes. âLet her sleep. I asked her to drive me last night, so she slept late,â he said.
Winslet had taken Laylaâs words as a joke. She didnât expect Henry to defend Madeline.
She felt a little jealous. âHenry, you donât have to cover up for her. You usually donât bother with Maddie at all. How could you ask her to drive you? Besides, it hasnât been long since Maddie returned from the countryside. She doesnât know how to drive.â
She wrinkled her nose on purpose, attempting to appear cute. âYou dote on Maddie too much. Iâm going to get jealous.â
Layla rolled her eyes and added, âThatâs right. You own a car dealership. Why would you need her to drive? Can none of your subordinates give you a lift? Anne, go. Quickâ
Henry suddenly fell silent.
It wasnât clear what he was thinking, but he looked gloomy.
Layla smiled and said, âBy the way, Henry, I have something to discuss with you.â
Henry looked up at Layla.
âWinnie is going to study at an elite university. Although itâs also in the provincial capital, the distance from home to that school is still quite far. Im planning to buy her a car worth 100 thousand dollars. It must be a trendy brand, so she doesnât feel embarrassed when driving it. Do you have any stylish models to recommend?â she said.
âMom, youâre so nice! No wonder you kept pushing me to get my driverâs license. It turns out you wanted to give me a car.
Winslet hugged Laylaâs arm and acted coquettishly. âSuch an expensive car. Mom is so generous!â
âThe money at home is to be spent on you guys, after all,â Layla said with a smile. âYouâre going to attend such a good school.
We canât lose out, or others will look down on us.
Henry glanced at harmonious Layla and Winslet.
For some reason, an image of an injured Madeline in the hospital flashed through his mind.
âAre you guys treating her fairly?â he thought.
His became solemn.
âHenry, what are you thinking? You donât love me anymore, do you? Youâre being so indifferent.â
Henry looked at Winslet, who was smiling sweetly at him. âWinslet, go to the car dealership and choose a car you like. Iâll give it to you.â
Overjoyed, Winslet asked, âReally?â
Just then, Madeline walked down the stairs reluctantly.
She sat at a far c corner of the table.
Winslet deliberately announced, âMaddie, I have some good news. Iâm going to Acocester University next month, so Henry and Mom gave me a luxury cart Maddie, you donât have a driverâs license. Iâll take you and my friends out for a ride once we buy the car.
Layla smiled awkwardly. âWhy would you take her? Donât embarrass yourself in front of your friends.â