novelraw Chapter 829 - 828: Shirley Grant’s Whereabouts
Chapter 829 - 828: Shirley Grant’s Whereabouts
Gerry Peary shook his head, sitting on the bed and ignoring Alan Morgan."Just make something simple and bring it over."
Alan Morgan spoke, took off his shoes, and climbed onto Gerry’s bed.
"Come, I’ll continue teaching you to recognize words."
Gerry was already seven, but he had never been to school. He was now preparing to catch up on what he had missed.
"No."
Gerry immediately refused, throwing the book Alan handed him directly onto the floor.
"I want Mom to teach me."
Alan glanced at him and then at the book on the floor.
"Get off the bed! Pick it up!"
He furrowed his brows tightly, and his tone was very serious. The brief five words echoed continuously in the pale ward.
Gerry sat there with his head down, also realizing his mistake.
He pursed his lips slightly, and his small hands clenched tightly.
"Immediately!"
Alan raised his voice, and upon hearing it, Gerry’s small shoulders trembled.
"Oh, why are you being harsh to a child? I’ll pick it up."
Saying this, Alan’s mother had already picked up the book and placed it aside.
"Since the child doesn’t want to learn, then don’t make him learn. He’s not well right now."
Alan’s mother turned her head and looked at Alan with a hint of reproach.
Alan had a stern expression on his face, naturally aware of these things.
He frowned tightly, listening to his mother’s words, without refuting them.
......
On a small island in the Pacific Ocean, Shirley Grant stood by the sea, looking at the endless ocean, her hands tightly clasped.
Several days ago, when she woke up, she found herself on this island.
The people on the island spoke a language she couldn’t understand.
This place must be the Morgan Family’s property. Not far away was a small villa.
The villa had everything but lacked any means of external communication.
Every five days, a ship would come to deliver some supplies. Today was the supply delivery day.
Sure enough, before long, she saw a huge ship slowly sailing over from afar.
"Miss, the wind is strong. You should head back."
The villa’s butler followed her closely at all times, afraid she might slip away.
"I’m just here to catch the breeze."
Shirley didn’t even glance at the butler, continuing to watch the distant ship.
"Miss, I think you wouldn’t want the Morgan Family to stop treating the young master, would you?"
Shirley’s fists clenched instantly.
"I also think the wind is strong, and the sea smells all fishy."
Her face was full of anger, and after saying this, she turned and walked towards the villa.
Actually, even if the butler wasn’t watching, it would be very difficult for her to leave.
Because everyone on that ship was also close to the Morgan Family.
The butler sneered once she left, thinking it was wise of her.
"There’s food and shelter here, and no need to work. Why would I want to leave?"
Suddenly, Shirley turned to look at the butler, smiling brightly as if the person who just looked sad wasn’t her at all.
"It’s too comfortable. I’ll sunbathe in the afternoon, prepare the necessary things for me."
Shirley raised her eyebrows, and after saying this, she took off her shoes and stepped directly onto the soft sand.
She looked down at her feet, her long hair fluttering in the wind.
At this moment, the butler couldn’t see Shirley’s expression at all.
Her face was calculating, today was a good day to leave, otherwise, she’d have to wait another five days.
Not to mention the many concerns outside, but this place made her feel very insecure.
If Alan’s mother wanted to do something, she wouldn’t even have the ability to fight back.
Her life was under serious threat.
"Forget it, it seems you don’t want me to leave. I’ll obediently stay in the villa, rest assured."