The old town is bustling. Amelia Wright doesn’t like the noise, but she doesn’t mind these people. Emily Allen is busy like a little adult. Basil Smith can cook and helps out dutifully. But Emma Lewis always wants to punch Basil Smith, and Hailey Smith can only yell and try to stop her nearby. The already small kitchen, with the sounds of Emma Lewis and Hailey Smith, feels chaotic and tumultuous. Elijah Jefferson is really cool... washing vegetables in the corner. Amelia Wright’s indifferent gaze is gradually softened by the noise, like an emotionless fairy now touched by human warmth. Watching Amelia , Robert Reed gently says, "Amelia, in life, nine out of ten things don’t go as we wish, but since we are still living, we must live well, don’t you agree?" Amelia Wright knows what her teacher wants to say. The teacher wants to talk about the Injured Crane Painting from the semifinals. The teacher sees people through art, he had long seen through her darkness, no one understands her better than the teacher. The teacher perhaps had wanted to talk to her for a long time, but after the semifinals, she met no one and was taken away by Julius Shaw. Amelia Wright leaned against the headboard, since she had decided to bear her sins, she would reveal the truth. She lowered her head, her voice soft like she was talking to herself: "Teacher, I insisted on going to that birthday party with you because I wanted to use your connections to meet Matt Rowe." Robert Reed was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "Is there a problem with that?" Amelia’s eyes carried a trace of pain: "Teacher, you took me as a student and treated me well, expecting nothing in return, but I... I used your connections." Robert Reed asked, "Is this why you’re feeling down?" Amelia still kept her head down, biting her lip, saying nothing. She heard a calm and kind voice next to her ear. "Little disciple, if you need it, I’m more than willing to pave the way for you. Next time you want to meet someone, just tell me, I’ll set aside my dignity to help you connect with them." Amelia looked up in surprise: "Teacher, you’re not mad at me?" Robert Reed raised his hand to knock on Amelia’s forehead, laughing and scolding: "What are you thinking all day, why should I be mad at you? My connections are your connections, use them freely, do not... give up on yourself." Robert Reed knew Amelia too well because he empathized with such emotions as he had done similar things. Originally, he had a happy and harmonious family. But one day, everything fell apart, his daughter died in a car accident and the perpetrator fled. Robert Reed’s life changed forever. He was in such pain he wanted to die, he frantically searched for the culprit. After finding him, he didn’t choose to pursue legal actions. Because at the crash scene, his daughter had crawled several meters trailing blood, he knew she was alive after being hit, and might have survived with timely rescue, but the perpetrator fled. He didn’t want the murderer to just be imprisoned, he wanted him to suffer worse than death! Robert Reed started his revenge, using all his connections around him. He caused that criminal to lose his family, destroyed the business he worked for years for, arranged for someone to lend him money with high interest, giving him hope time and again, only to destroy it each time, forcing that vile man to live like a rat in a gutter. When he tormented him enough and was about to deal the final blow, Robert Reed’s wife became critically ill. No matter how crazy he got or how much he sought revenge over the years, his wife stood by him. His seriously ill wife lay dying in the hospital bed, looking at him, said sorry, she couldn’t accompany him anymore, said his resentment and revenge didn’t matter, but if their daughter were alive, she surely wouldn’t want to see her beloved father ruin his life over hatred. After his wife passed away, Robert Reed locked himself in a room for several days, almost starving to death. Upon coming out, he went through legal channels and had the perpetrator sent to prison. For the following thirty years, he lived striving for his wife and daughter’s hopes. He understood that self-contempt well, he could immediately see through Amelia’s state. He even inquired about Amelia’s upbringing, but couldn’t find the cause of her condition. His experience stemmed from losing his dearest ones, but Amelia’s reason was unclear and he couldn’t ask. Right then, Amelia lowered her head in her teacher’s sincere gaze. She couldn’t promise her teacher not to despise herself, because she simply couldn’t do it. She was already a sinner, she could only live with her guilt. "I’m sorry, teacher." "Why apologize? Remember, no matter what happens, no matter how things turn out, you still have a teacher, okay?" Chapters first released on novel•fire.net At the moment, Amelia did not take her teacher’s words too seriously. She thought it was just a better teacher-student relationship. But long after, Robert Reed proved with actions that no matter what happened, she still had a teacher. At that moment, Hailey Smith came out of the kitchen, covered in soot, and called, "Dinner is ready, everyone." Robert Reed patted Amelia’s back, saying nothing more. Everyone squeezed around the table happily for dinner. Robert Reed returned to Ink Manor. Elijah Jefferson quietly left a grasshopper before going back to his place. At this point, Basil Smith finally couldn’t hold back and asked if he could stay with the Young Madam. Hailey Smith didn’t say a word, covering Basil’s mouth and dragging him away. After dragging him out the door, Hailey finally said, "Brother, are you stupid? The Young Madam doesn’t care for you, why not just let her ignore you? Do you have to wait for her to ask you to leave? The brothers at Imperial Garden say you are resourceful, but I said I’ve been smarter than you since we were kids, and they still don’t believe me." Basil held his breath and said nothing: "Song Hailey, let go!" Once outside the door, Hailey finally let go and complained, "Brother, remember to get a new pair of glasses tomorrow, the lens is all cracked on one side, it looks scary when you glare." That’s how it was since they were kids, no matter what happened, Hailey would always feel it was no big deal. Everyone thought these years, the smart Basil was taking care of his brother. But no one knew that it was actually Hailey supporting him all along. After everyone left, the small house turned quiet. Only Emma Lewis said she would take care of Amelia Wright. Emma exclaimed excitedly: "Amelia, where am I sleeping tonight? Should I sleep with you?" Before Amelia could answer, Emily Allen sternly said, "Auntie isn’t used to sleeping with others, you’ll sleep on the floor." Emma didn’t mind at all, patting her chest to assure: "Then I’ll sleep next to you on the floor, with me here, you can sleep peacefully." Emily wasn’t really willing for Emma to stay, it felt like his and auntie’s private space had been invaded by an outsider, which made Emily uncomfortable. Of course, that man who always came secretly at night to guard his aunt didn’t count, his presence was just to ensure his aunt had a sound sleep. That was an unspoken secret between Emily Allen and Godfery Shaw. Amelia shook her head and said: "Emma, you don’t have to watch over me, I need to go back to the Imperial Garden."