Chapter 186 Thoughts

Colin withdrew his sight and then turned off the screen. The mockery at his mouth was deepened.

On the other side, Hank drove back to the old house. Blaine pulled a belt on Hank before he could stand firmly.

Since Hank had no time to avoid, his half body was instantly numb.

"Blaine, what are you doing?"

Seeing this situation, Tiffany stepped forward to stand in front of Hank.

Blaine exploded with rage. His finger with belt pointed at Hank' forehead through the air and said, "Have I told you not to provoke him?"

When Hank stood at the vestibule to change shoes expressionless, red scar in his profile, which was left by the belt, was found abnormally obvious.

Seeing that Hank didn't say anything, Blaine became much angrier and said, "A kind mother always cultivates a useless son. Thus, his present situation is the consequence of your spoiling!" Faced with Blaine's scolding, Hank kept silent eventually.

When Blaine was tired of scolding, Hank said slowly, "Dad, if there is nothing else, I'll go back to my room."

After Hank finished his words, he went upstairs directly, despite Blaine looked bad.

On the third floor, Hank pushed the door to come in. Nylah, who was lying on the bed to watch TV, was stunned so that she quickly rolled down from the bed and stood against the wall, trembling.

"Mr. Farrell."

"Well."

After glancing at Nylah, Hank walked to a rattan table and sat down. Then he picked up a glass of water to take two sips. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Have you found Helen?" Nylah replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"How did you find her?" asked Hank.

"It was Mr. Blake who called home. He said that Helen's phone was out of power and Helen had vonversation with her Grandpa on the phone." Nylah responded with lips licked. With eyes darkened, Hank leaned against the seat.

Noticing that Hank was deep in thought, Nylah held her breath and dare not to take a deep breath.

A few minutes later, Hank raised his head and said, "You can do whatever you should to do. Just ignore me."

Forcing a smile, Nylah moved to the bedside to pick up her phone and put on a headphone to continue watching TV.

In Fennth Community.

Faye was taking a bath in the bathroom while Roger, in a night robe, was talking on the phone in front of the French window.

"Was Old Mr. Farrell suspicious at it?"

"No."

"What about Helen?"

"Helen was so scared that she vomited all the way. She passed out after the phone call."

Hearing York's report, Colin sneered.

York paused for a while, and then continued to say, "As Mr. Colin tell me, the servants in the old home have been changed so the old house won't receive any news here." Colin laughed to say, "Mr. Blake, I seem to appreciate you increasingly."

York said, "Now that Colin trusts in me. I can't let Colin down."

After hanging up the phone with York, Colin walked to the sofa and picked up the wood carving on the tea table to start carving.

The outline of the wood carving had appeared, and the eyebrows and eyes had been carved, leaving only exquisite carvings. Looking at the little Faye carved in his hand, Colin's eyes were full of indescribable tenderness.

When Faye came out of the bathroom, Colin was half bent over to polish the wood carving in his hand with his legs slightly open.

Wiping her hair to walk forward, Faye did't notice what he was doing and asked, "How is Helen?"

Hearing this, Colin didn't raise his head. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at the slender and fair ankles of Faye. "Colin?"

Seeing that Colin didn't answer, Faye thought that he didn't hear it clearly, so she took two steps forward and asked again.

Looking at the woman approaching him, Colin tightened his grip on the wood carving and said, "She is still alive."

"Don't do anything illegal. It's not worth it for such a person." said Faye.

"Yes." replied Colin in a low voice.

After Faye finished her words, she had planed to turn around to dry her hair. However, he caught a glimpse of the wood carving in Colin's hand.

When Faye noticed that the wood carving looked very like herself, her eyes blinked and she subconsciously tightened her mouth.

Colin was good at carving so that this wood carving was perfect.

It could be seen that he paid much efforts when he was carving.

What Colin said that night came to Faye's mind made her feel suffocated.

Faye's was so obviously nervous that Colin stood up to approach her after pinching the wood carving in his hand.

Faye's fingers holding the towel curled up and she pretended to be calm. "Do you want to take a shower? The water temperature is comfortable right now." said Faye.

Colin looked down at her. Because of the height difference, the moment he lowered his head, he blocked all the light above her head.

"I'm going to dry my hair," said Faye.

"Faye, I want to buy you a bell and put it on your ankle." Colin said in a low and deep voice.

Faye trembled suddenly and she raised her head.

Colin's eyes darkened. He lowered his head to put it against Faye's forehead with his nose touching. He said in a hoarse voice, "Then put your feet on my shoulders, or on my waist..."

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