Perhaps having endured enough hardships in the alley, Helena Wills studied hard and went abroad, all to marry into a wealthy family and become a "superior person," distancing herself from the days of poverty. She succeeded, smoothly marrying a rich man and completing her transformation from a dirt-poor chicken to a phoenix, but from then on, she severed ties with Ward. Rumor has it she’d created an image for herself as an "independent orphan." To maintain that image, she couldn’t acknowledge Ward as her father. The daughter willingly became an orphan, leaving Ward devastated. He was despondent for a while, but later picked himself up and opened a fruit shop to make a living. "The wealthy family she married into, did they go bankrupt?" After holding back for a while, Nora Scott blurted out an untimely comment. Antonio Easton looked at her with a complex expression. He was often left speechless by his granddaughter’s impudent words and was once amazed at how Nora survived the harshness of society all these years, emerging physically intact and full of life. He said, "Your grandfather—" Not sure why Antonio brought this up, Nora interrupted him without much thought. Her tone was cold and hard, like a rock in the ice and snow. This time, Antonio didn’t rebuke her; instead, he smoothly transitioned, "Aaron Scott’s birthday is coming up, and Helena Wills wants your grandpa’s ’golden cicada’ as a birthday gift." So that’s it... Nora smiled wryly, "Ha, quite the audacity." Ward had a golden cicada, rumored to be a family heirloom, extremely precious, kept hidden like a treasure. All these years, Nora had only seen it once or twice. It’s said that when Ward sold everything to send his daughter abroad back in the day, he couldn’t bring himself to sell this golden cicada, treating it as if it were his life. And now Helena Wills wants to take this golden cicada as a gift... Isn’t she essentially asking for Ward’s life? "Your grandpa needs to be hospitalized for observation. For the next few days, go help him look after the fruit shop," Antonio Easton instructed faintly. Not a word more, not even a hint in his eyes. But, Nora caught a different undertone from his enigmatic voice, instantly understanding, "Oh." Just as she nodded, Nora felt a chill as if Antonio Easton had pierced her with a cold look, a chill spreading across her heart. She quickly thought of the "job" matter, her expression slightly changing. However, Antonio merely glanced at her twice before retracting his gaze, without exposing or scolding her. Nora didn’t voluntarily confess either. They understood each other without saying anything. If it had been before yesterday, Nora might have been surprised at Antonio Easton probing into her "financial work," and remaining silent after uncovering it. Yet, after learning Antonio was an old acquaintance of the Hall Master, she quickly accepted it. Perhaps Antonio didn’t initially discover it, but thinking carefully about the company’s name, a little digging could easily connect it with "Biel Hall." Besides, he knew his granddaughter wasn’t someone who would stick to a nine-to-five job obediently. As for whether he knew she was the Hall Master... Let’s just see about that. Unlike usual, she didn’t leave immediately after seeing Antonio Easton. Nora first went to visit Ward, then arranged with the hospital for Ward and Antonio Easton to stay together, so the two old men could keep each other company and chat to relieve their boredom. Originally, she intended to discuss Antonio Easton’s "discharge" matter, but Ward’s unexpected hospitalization postponed it for now. After handling the paperwork, Nora returned to the ward and, upon opening the door, saw there was an additional person inside. Pedro Langley occupied her chair, sitting by the bedside, with a trash can at his feet. He held a pencil in one hand and a blade in the other, focused on sharpening the pencil with slightly downcast eyes. Antonio Easton seemed energetic, speaking quietly with Pedro Langley while continuing his creative work on the drawing board. What a warm "grandfather-grandson" scene. Upon hearing the door open, Antonio Easton looked up, the kindness in his eyes diminishing a bit. Nora felt an inexplicable pang of jealousy. Antonio Easton didn’t notice and directly informed her, "I just discussed with Pedro, and he’s accompanying you to the fruit shop tomorrow." Nora furrowed her brows slightly, "Why?" "To keep an eye on you, so we don’t have to go to the police station to bail you out." Nora glared coldly at Pedro Langley, who seemed to have conspired against her, but Pedro merely looked up and smiled silently. In an instant, all of Nora’s displeasure vanished. First Affiliated High School. During lunch break, there were only a few people left in the classroom. Generally, they were working on problems, discussing questions, or sleeping, with only the low murmurs and the rustle of pens breaking the silence in stark contrast to the noisy playground outside. On regular days, Oliver Scott would be out on the field, but today, he had to sit at his desk, sorting materials for the newly joined classmate, Marcus Shaw. The phone buzzed suddenly in the desk drawer. The spinning pen paused between his fingers as Oliver extended his hand into the drawer, retrieved the phone, and glanced at it. [Sophie]: Little Oliver, did Dad tell you to come home tonight? A line of text appeared before his eyes, causing Oliver to pause and recall what happened before leaving. Ernesto Scott, who usually didn’t care about them, specifically sought him out early this morning, asking him to come home tonight. The school didn’t require boarding for tenth and eleventh graders, but he was busy with competitions and robotics activities, leaving him pressed for time. Combined with the cold atmosphere at home, he didn’t enjoy staying there, so he’d opted for boarding as soon as he entered high school. Unless there was something really important at home, or if Sophie was going back, he usually wouldn’t return on weekdays. [Oliver Scott]: Yeah, he instructed me. [Oliver Scott]: Is there some major announcement? [Sophie]: I just heard from Mom that Dad plans to bring an illegitimate daughter home. Oliver’s grip on the phone suddenly froze.