Ryan's words surprise Lorraine, but it is clear to her that Ryan and Eunice are not in some filthy
relationship. They truly love each other.
Convinced of this, Lorraine feels a little lighter in her heart. She doesn't accept Ryan's suggestion
immediately and says that she wants to consider it.
"Ryan," Before Ryan leaves, Lorraine says to him seriously, "Eunice is a very, very good girl. She is
innocent, sensible, firm, and self-respecting. I've never worried about her since she was a kid. For
some reason, her father didn't fulfill his responsibility to this family, and I was always sick. This family is
supported by her. Although we are poor, I can guarantee that Eunice is not a greedy girl. Now that I
finally recovered and she finally went back to school to complete her studies, I didn't expect her to...."
At the end of her sentence, Lorraine almost choked with tears.
Lorraine recalls the smile on her daughter's face on the day the semester began. Her heart feels an
unbearable pain as if it is fried in a pot of oil.
Every word she says is like a knife in Ryan's heart. He moves his cheeks and grits his teeth to hold
back the tears in his eyes. "I know, she's good, better than anyone else."
...
Eunice's treatment is still under discussion. Meanwhile, Ryan takes care of everything in Eunice's
school. Lorraine is by the hospital bed almost all the time. Worried about her health, Karl sets up an
extra bed in the room for her to rest at night.
As for Thomas, apart from the first few days, he rarely comes to the hospital. Fearing that Thomas’
immaturity may cause him trouble, Ryan sends people to follow him, only to find that he works part-
time every day.
On his busiest day, he works as many as five part-time jobs, starting at six o'clock in the morning and
ending at four o'clock in the next morning. He even sells stuff in the bar.
Ryan can't stand it. One night, he drives to the bar where Thomas works. When he enters, he hears a
deafening DJ sound. Men and women are dancing on the floor. There is a circular stage in the middle.
Beside the stage are small tables, followed by a circle of sofa seats.
Behind Ryan are an assistant and two bodyguards. He directly enters one of the private rooms. Not
long after, the assistant sends for Thomas, who is wearing a black shirt and a white bow tie.
Thomas has a polite smile on his face when he steps into the room, but when he sees the man sitting
on the sofa, his smile vanishes.
"Why are you here?" Thomas is only eighteen years old, and his emotions are written on his face. His
words convey his panic and displeasure.
Ryan pretends not to notice Thomas’ emotions. His posture on the sofa doesn't change at all. His
sharp gaze pierces through the air and lands on Thomas’ young face. "What's that on your collar? Do
you think you're Hello Kitty?"
The light sentence smashes into Thomas’ ears and becomes the biggest insult.
Thomas’ face turns green and red. Facing such a mature, steady, and exceptionally powerful man, he
can only reply powerlessly, "This is my job."
"I know." Ryan's tone is still indifferent. He raises his head and looks around the private room. In the
end, his gaze lands back on Thomas’ face. "This room will be recorded as your performance."
"..."
It's obviously good for Thomas. After all, this room isn't cheap. He can earn a lot of money from it.
Thomas has been trying to get people to order private rooms, but now that Ryan has done so, he is
humiliated.
The private room is soundproof. After closing the door, no noise from the outside can be heard.
Ryan stares at Thomas who is straightening his body and glaring at him angrily. After a long while, he
suddenly stands up and walks toward him. His footsteps are steady, and his expensive leather shoes
land on the ground with crisp sounds. It carries an invisible pressure.
Thomas watches as Ryan approaches him bit by bit. The more he approaches, the more powerful the
aura on him becomes. When Ryan walks past his shoulder, Thomas almost holds his breath.
Ryan gently walks past him to the wall and turns on all the lights in the private room.
The dim private room immediately becomes bright. If it weren't for the dark purple wallpaper, no one
would think that this is a private room of the bar.
"Does your mother know that you work here?" Ryan stands in front of Thomas and speaks lazily.
Thomas panics when Ryan mentions Lorraine. "Don't tell her!"
"If I've told her, then I would not be the one to see you here today."
Thomas looks at the man in front of him who seems to be capable of anything. For some reason, he
feels embarrassed. Perhaps he doesn't want the man his sister loves to see him do this kind of work.
Seeing that he slowly lowers his head and doesn't say anything, Ryan says seriously, "Do you know
how your sister earned money for you to go to school?"
Thomas lowers his head, his voice sounding like it comes from the back of his pitch-black head. "Yes, I
do."
Ryan snorts. "No, you don't."
His face is no longer relaxed. He frowns and says, "She used to sell all kinds of products in the bar to
earn money for you and your mother. She was belittled by men and teased by so-called customers. Do
you think she would be happy if she found out her beloved younger brother doing this in the bar?"
Thomas doesn't expect this. He raises his head in shock. "What!?"
When he asked his sister if she was tired from work and what kind of part-time job she did, she never
said anything about working in a bar. What kind of place is this! Even a boy like him can't stand it, let
alone a girl.
Thomas has witnessed how men treated women after drinking too much these past few days. When he
realizes his sister may have experienced this, his tears can't help but gush out.
"She didn't tell me, she never told me...."
"How could she tell you?" Ryan tries to explain to him, "She only wanted to be a good sister."
The strength Thomas gathered in his body is suddenly drained. He slowly squats down, covers his face
with both hands, and cries silently.
"She did so much for you because she wanted you to be a better man, not end up in such an
environment." Ryan looks at the boy on the ground and hesitates for a moment before raising his hand
to pat his trembling shoulder. "Thomas, you have to be worthy of your sister's sacrifice. Don't make her
efforts meaningless."
Hearing this, Thomas’ body stiffens for a moment.
Then a dim and quavering voice comes from him. "But I need money. I want my sister to wake up...."
Ryan's heart feels as if it is stabbed. "I can help you. As long as you're willing, I won't give up."
Thomas feels a sudden and overwhelming relief. The emotions in his chest run out. He grabs Ryan's
arm and cries.
That night, Thomas leaves the bar at two a.m. with the help of Ryan's men. He drinks a lot of wine and
speaks a lot of heartfelt words. He is relieved and drunk.
At noon the next day, Thomas changes into clean clothes and returns to the hospital. He walks into the
ward. Seeing Lorraine's aged face, his first sentence is, "Mom, let's accept Ryan's suggestion."
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