Daisie was shocked.
"How did you manage to save up so much money?"
Colton leaned languidly against the car window.
"Don’t worry.It’s extra pocket money that I earned by myself.I didn’t steal or rob anyone."
The car arrived at the west district of Hilton Villas, which was only one subway station away from the
Victoria College.It was a very convenient place to live at.
Daisie walked out of the car with the gift box, looked around, and wondered.
"What are we doing here?"
Colton took the gift box from her.
"Dad said that it’s not very convenient and safe for you to live on campus.Thus, you'll be living here
until you graduate."
"Shouldn't it be even more inconvenient to live outside?"
She caught up to him.
"Are you worried that I—"
Before she could even finish her sentence, a group of bodyguards came out of the villa, stood in the
yard in a row, and nodded respectfully.
"Young Master Goldmann, Young Lady Goldmann!"
Daisie was astounded for a few seconds.
"Does it need to be this exaggerated?"
‘Do I have to bring bodyguards along when I go to college in the future?’ She followed Colton into the
villa.
The villa was a duplex building with a retro and elegant Nordic style, and it had excellent lighting.
There was an independent balcony, a private garden, a piano, and a dance room.It could be seen that
her father had carefully selected this place.
Colton put the gift box on the couch.
"The housekeeper will come over in the afternoon.If you need anything, just let her know."
"Colton, tell me the truth."
Daisie turned around and stared at him.
"There must be a reason for Dad to make such arrangements, right?"
Colton did not answer her.
‘‘Of course, there are reasons.Other than preventing that sh*tsack from the Knowles from having more
contact with her, it’s also about her roommate, Freyja Pruitt.
‘I’ve looked into Freyja’s background, and she’s somehow related to the Knowles.
Nollace’s mother is the princess of the royal family, while Freyja’s mother was the illegitimate daughter
of the same family.
They’re half-sisters, but the strange thing is that the two families don’t keep in touch frequently.
The relationship between the families can only be considered ordinary.
‘And her elder brother, Ken Pruitt, was the prospective son-in- law of the Reeses.He’s been helping the
Reeses a lot.
And the point is that this person has a lot of associations in Yaramoor’s social circle, from the upper-
class circle to the mafia.He has all kinds of connections throughout the country.
‘Given Ken’s social status, it can be said that he’s mingling with someone above himself when he tries
to marry the daughter of the Reeses.But judging from how much Jonah values him, he’s definitely an
ambitious person"
Colton could not confirm that Freyja had approached Daisie only because of Nollace’s arrangements
and had no other purposes of her own.
of course, he would not say these to Daisie.
"Isn’t it better that you don’t have to live with someone else in such a congested dormitory and that you
have your own private space?"
"How is the dormitory congested? I only live with Freyja, and we have our own rooms and, therefore,
private space."
Colton stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead.
"Don’t trust anyone so casually.The only person that you can trust in this world is yourself."
He left after saying that.
Daisie froze in place as loads of information flashed across her mind.
Freyja returned home and hesitated for a moment outside the gate before entering the house.
As she had guessed, her mother looked upset because of the issues that the Reeses were facing at
the moment.
Ken sat in the corner of the living room, drinking tea.He had only lifted his gaze for a split second but
did not utter a thing.
Sandy had the appearance of a mixed-race woman.
However, apart from her hair and eyes color, she did not resemble Nollace’s mother too much.
Nollace’s mother looked more magnanimous, kind, and easy- going, while Sandy’s facial features
looked very stern, which made her look rather difficult to get along with.
She picked up her cup of tea.
"I heard that you and the daughter of the Goldmanns are friends?"
"Who told you that?"
She looked calm and took a glance at Ken, who was sitting on the other side of the living room.
"Did Ken tell you that? It seems that my brother can’t even wait for me to come back home and admit it
myself?"
Sandy slammed the teacup against the table top and lifted her head unhurriedly.
"Fey, what do you mean by that?"
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