Chapter 961 - 463: Stuffed by the Founder’s Feast (Second Update)

Chapter 961: Chapter 463: Stuffed by the Founder’s Feast (Second Update)

Alice Blythe seemed to be finding out for the first time as well, her eyes widened in shock, her mouth agape, stammering at Lawrence Winters holding the earphones: "...Ear...earphones?! Why is she wearing earphones while sleeping?!"

"Not just for decoration, they have content too." Lawrence Winters sneered, placing the earphones near Alice Blythe’s ear, "Listen..."

A charming male voice immediately played by Alice Blythe’s ear: "...Do you feel unloved? Like life has no meaning? Come to me... come to our big family... We are all brothers and sisters... We are a real family..."

Alice Blythe’s face went pale, her hand clenched into a fist, muttering repeatedly: "So that’s how it is... So that’s how it is..."

Lawrence Winters took back the earphones, leaned down, and removed the other ear accessory from Alice Blythe’s ear.

"Turns out it’s a Bluetooth earphone." Lawrence Winters tilted his head, "It has a range requirement, the effective range is no more than ten meters. So the transmission device is nearby."

She glanced around the bedroom, spacious but not ten meters long.

It must be next door or in adjacent rooms above or below.

Thinking about Nick Zeller going to those rooms to investigate, Lawrence Winters sighed.

Nick Zeller is an expert in the Book Prohibition Department of "The Thirteen Departments of Zhu You", finding something like this should be easy.

Lawrence Winters held the earphones in her hand, looked at Alice Blythe, and softly said: "Where did you hire the caretakers from? If you have the time, you might want to check it out."

Alice Blythe wore the earphones to sleep, if she didn’t do it herself, then it was the caretakers.

Since Alice Blythe isn’t awake now, checking the caretakers should be the priority.

Of course, this isn’t part of their current competition, so she suggested the Blythes investigate themselves.

Alice Blythe looked at her, hesitated to speak.

Lawrence Winters felt that strange feeling inside her again, but outwardly she remained calm, smiling as she said: "By the way, Miss Blythe is in this state, you should have installed surveillance in the room."

Alice Blythe closed her eyes briefly, nodded, "Yeah, we should’ve done it earlier, but we thought people weren’t that bad..."

It seemed they had trusted too easily.

Lawrence Winters could only agree and nod, "Install it, it’s not about privacy for the child now."

Tears welled up in Alice Blythe’s eyes immediately.

She hurriedly turned away, wiped them with the back of her hand, saying: "Thank you, Great Heavenly Master Winters, we knew you could save our Alice!"

Watching Alice Blythe’s suddenly aged and staggering silhouette, Lawrence Winters sighed.

It truly is a suffering heart for all parents.

If Alice Blythe indeed has suicidal tendencies, no one can save her.

Rescue once, there might be a second time.

The key is to cut off what’s causing her to want to die.

But ultimately, parents are negligent in this area.

After all, Alice Blythe is still under eighteen, she’s not yet an adult.

Although sensible and obedient, she’s still a child with immature thinking.

And she’s always lived in a comfortable home, never been battered by the wicked world.

Poor children grow up early, in other words, poor children are like wild grass, always eager to grow, with a bit of sunlight, they fight to rise.

Rich families’ children, their psychological issues are more than those of poor families.

At the end of the day, it’s because they’re too idle...

Sated and comfortable, desires grow—idleness breeds trouble.

Lawrence Winters reflected, naturally thinking of Ruby Sheldon’s daughter.

The girl of the same age, her psychological issues aren’t few.

As for herself, she didn’t have a melancholy adolescence.

During that time, she was busy following Master Nick Zeller outside, helping people with Feng Shui, earning little money...

No time to waste on those messy thoughts, right?

But some people always long for more.

No parents, they wish for parents.

Having parents, they wish for wealthy and influential ones.

When parents are wealthy and influential, they complain they don’t have enough time and companionship.

But if the parents also started from scratch, how could they have much time to spend with their children?

This is fundamentally a dilemma.

Lawrence Winters thought, if she has children in the future, she’d best be like her master, bringing them along to do Feng Shui and letting them know from a young age how hard parents work to earn money, lest they think money falls from the sky...

Raising children in a greenhouse isn’t the best choice.

Lawrence Winters stood in Alice Blythe’s bedroom, arms crossed, observing Alice Blythe’s condition.