The headmaster was absolutely stunned. He looked at Justin in astonishment. “Aren’t you Alexander’s father? How can you possibly be Cheryl’s…”
It was at this point that something finally clicked.
He looked at Nora and then at Justin in disbelief.
With a cool and distant look on her face, Nora stood and said, “They are triplets.”
The headmaster: “!!!”
Triplets!!
He was utterly stunned.
It wasn’t until the principal heard of what had happened and hurried over that the headmaster finally recovered. He immediately shouted, “I, I didn’t know they were triplets! One of them has the last name Smith while the other’s is Yale!”
Justin scoffed. “Oh, and the eldest among them has the last name Hunt.”
Alexander’s personality was too weird, so Pete was the most reliable one instead. Therefore, even if everyone at home knew that Xander was the eldest, they still silently regarded Peter as the eldest.
The headmaster: “!”
He shouted again, “E-even if that really is the case, this is a misunderstanding. How can you do this to me? I asked the two of you here for your children’s own good…”
Justin said sullenly, “How? Simply by how you spoke so rudely of my daughter time and time again…”
Never mind if he had just said that his daughter had poor grades and would be a bad influence on Alexander…
After all, he was a headmaster, so they had put up with it. But what had the headmaster said at the end?
“It’s obvious that she is no good girl…”
When had the definition of a good girl become so narrow-minded?
Was one worthless just because they had poor grades?!
The headmaster wanted to say more, but the principal immediately reprimanded him. “If you still want to make a living in this industry, then shut up at once! Do you have any idea who you have offended?!”
His hushed rebuke shut the headmaster up.
He had finally understood—he had offended people whom he should not have!
In the end, the headmaster was fired.
Nora and Justin also took Cherry and Xander home.
After all, they were only ten years old and were still too young to be living in school dorms. They had only allowed the two of them to live in the school dorms during the last few days for novelty’s sake. Besides, Nora was not receptive to the idea from the start.
The two children went upstairs. Nora and Justin, however, looked at each other and then drove out of their residence.
—
In the middle of the night.
A nimble figure sneaked into an ordinary residential area. The man had a chilling aura around him. As he walked, someone suddenly stood in his path.
As Nora stood there, she yawned and looked at the man in front of her. “What are you trying to do?”
The man scoffed and raised his voice. “You are all good citizens who abide by the law. Leave it to me to take care of that scumbag headmaster!”
He was Trueman!
Trueman was an extreme man. Knowing that Xander and Cherry had been wronged, he would definitely show up to deal with the headmaster. Thus, Nora was waiting for him.
She heaved a soft sigh. “His wrongdoings are not that serious that he has to die.”
She wasn’t a saint; she just didn’t want to take innocent lives. All the headmaster had done was say some nasty things. What Justin did was already enough punishment.
Trueman’s eyes flashed fiercely. After a while, he finally sighed. “Fine.”
The two left the residential area and walked out.
This was the first time Nora had met Trueman since they parted five years ago.
The man’s appearance had long since changed, but his temperament was still as heretical as ever. As he swaggered in front, Nora suddenly asked, “What have you been doing these past five years?”
“Me?”
Trueman scoffed and said, “I gathered a group of children and locked them in the basement, of course! Then I tortured them and made them call me Dad!”
“…”
Nora glanced at him silently.
To be honest, she and Justin both knew what Trueman had been doing. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have known that he would show up here tonight…
Trueman had certainly gathered a group of children… but they were all children abandoned by their parents, or were sick or physically disabled. He had set up an orphanage to raise them.
Not only had lacked Trueman motherly love since he was born, but his father was also cruel. This had led to his moral compass remaining misguided his whole life.
The two reached the gates of the residential area. As they were about to go their separate ways, Trueman suddenly called out to Nora.
When Nora looked back, she saw Trueman scratching his head. He said, “I have a question for you.”
“Speak.”
“There is a kid in my orphanage. His father is a murderer who has been executed. People around him don’t like him. They call him names, call him the child of a murderer, and say that since his father had killed someone, he should die. What do you think I should do?”
Trueman really was having a headache over this.
His way of educating children had always been simple and crude, but when faced with that child who couldn’t see the light, he didn’t know what to say.
When Nora heard this, she paused. Then, she looked at Trueman and said meaningfully, “One cannot change the circumstances of their birth, but they can change their destiny. Don’t let your parents’ tragedy become yours.”
Leaving this sentence, Nora turned around and left.
Trueman, however, was stunned in place.
