Walt had already devised the perfect plot against his brother. Everything was going according to his
plan, using Valery, Elizabeth and Vinton to accomplish it. The last thing he expected was for the woman
he longed for to appear halfway and involve herself in the deadly whirlpool he had spent so much time
building.
It seemed as though God was not on his side, and always found a way to throw obstacles on his way.
However, even God couldn't stop or hold him back. He wanted to take control of the Rong family, and
he also wanted the girl. There was no way he would let anything slip under his eyes again.
When dinner ended, Essie and Zac drove Eva back to her rented apartment before going back to the
dreaded Rong Mansion.
While waiting for the stop light to turn green, Zac turned his head and looked at Essie and said, "I didn't
expect that you were so capable when it came to golf."
"I was a golf caddy during my four years in college. I was able to learn some tricks and techniques from
the coach in secret," she explained passively, and hoped not to arouse suspicion.
"It seems like you have a very well developed cerebellum. I guess you aren't so dumb after all," he said
jokingly, lifting the corners of his mouth. He glanced at her with an affectionate expression all over his
face.
"I have an IQ over 160, why would you think I was stupid?" She folded her arms across her chest
discontentedly and puffed out her cheeks while glaring at him. Essie was aware that she was a little
disorderly, but there are many geniuses with a high IQ who were chaotic in their own ways.
"You scored over 160 on your IQ test? I just can't see it!" Zac jested in a playful voice pretending to be
in shock and couldn't believe. Teasing and blowing the little idiot's mind had already become one of his
favorite things to do.
"Geniuses don't reveal their inner strength so easily. People with such low intelligence such as yours
would never come close to understanding the minds of the intelligent," she said sarcastically, with a
ferocious pout on her bottom lip. He had a dual master's degree in architecture and business
administration, and was also proficient in eight foreign languages. Essie was well aware that his IQ was
certainly above hers. However, now she was deliberately trying to belittle him to piss him off because
he had spent all this time looking down on her, making her feel like such a fool all the time.
"You are right." He touched his chin lightly and said in a deep, low voice, "From this moment onwards, I
have decided to know more about intelligent people like you. Maybe it's time for me to find out all your
little secrets."
"There are a lot of secrets hidden under my belt. However, you're not allowed to know unless you're
willing to exchange secrets with me too. Otherwise, you will never find out even if you spend the rest of
your life trying." She smirked and quietly thought, 'If one day, he'd find out about my most valuable
secret, I wonder if he would be scared witless?'
"Honey, I swear to you that I will give myself to you completely and without reservation in four months'
time." There was suddenly a stern look on his face, making him appear very serious about his words.
She frowned quietly. The truth about Valery's baby wasn't the only thing he was hiding. Besides that,
she couldn't come close to understanding why he had secretly put photos of her on his office desk.
Essie pondered on what all of this meant.
As soon as she remembered those photos, her heart was suddenly filled with warmth. Soon enough,
the gloomy frown on her face was replaced by a smile full of sunshine.
The next day when Walt arrived back in the Rong Mansion, Mary excitedly ordered the chef to prepare
his favorite dish of roasted pigeons.
When the golden brown pigeons were brought to their dining table, Ivy suddenly teasingly smiled and
said, "Cousin Walt, whenever you come back home, all the pigeons in our house will suffer."
Walt smiled back and said, "However, you seem to be happier about those roasted pigeons more than I
am."
Ivy stuck her tongue out and said, "It seems that auntie is quite unfair towards us. Whenever we asked
for roasted pigeons, she had always responded by saying that they were lovely creatures and it would
be a pity if we just ate them. The moment you come back home, she immediately ordered to throw all
the pigeons to their deaths in the kitchen with no hesitation."
Walt touched her head softly and said, "Have you been praying every day for me to come back home?"
"I have been, in fact. Whenever you come back, all of us can have roasted pigeons to eat every day,"
Ivy answered while licking her lips like a greedy cat.
Zac and Essie just arrived in the dining table. They had come down together for brunch as soon as
they woke up.
When Ivy saw the bruises on Essie's neck, she suddenly let out a peculiar laugh and said, "Have you
guys been fighting again until dawn yesterday?"
Zac waved his hand and patted the back of her head and said, "You're just a child. What do you know
about these things?"
Ivy pouted and said, "Well, I just had my 18th birthday so I am officially an adult now."
Essie pulled up the collar of her shirt, feeling a little flustered from the situation. This icy guy was a
ferocious beast and would always trouble her at night. He wouldn't stop until he knew she had his
marks on her body.
Walt sat quietly on the table with eyes filled with burning rage, as if it could burn him into ash. The
bruises on her neck were even more than he could manage, and he could feel his red laced eyes
sizzling from the inferno inside him.
Perhaps he and Zac were born into this world to be rivals. Since they were in their mother's belly, they
had already competed for nutrition and on who would come out of this earth first. As they grew up, they
continued to fight for their status in the family, and for the women they wanted to have. For now, Zac
was the victor, but everything truly belonged to Walt, and he vowed to take them back progressively,
little by little.
Zac's eyes fell on the plate of pigeons in front of him and said, "I knew that the moment my brother
arrived back, there would be tons of pigeons to eat. Mother has always been biased and treated us
unfairly since we were little boys. I often doubt that he came from our mother, but I was only picked up
from the outside." A teasing smirk appeared on Zac's face.
Walt also smiled back, but his eyes remained stoic with animosity that burned like acid.
'If only Zac was the one who was brought in from outside, my whole life would be so much easier,' he
thought quietly.
His mother and father always let Zac do everything by himself and never really paid much attention to
him. However, they raised him seriously and they always were determined to instil certain manners and
coached him patiently. Walt believed that his parents originally intended for him to be the heir of the
family business. After all, he was the eldest son of the family. However, both his grandparents favored
his younger brother too much. They doted on him, spoiled him and treated him like flesh. They even
decidedly got Zac to take over the family business in the future.
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