Chapter 602: You&##x27;d Better Watch Yourself

Timothy was caught in his mind when he felt someone was shaking his arm, and he snapped out of it.
Felicia was shaking his arm and yelling desperately, “Timothy! You are distracted again! What's the
matter with you? You wasn't like this before! When I visit you this time, you are always in a loss! Don't
be distracted! No!”

Timothy said perfunctorily, “I'm not distracted. I am just savoring the pizza you made.”

Felicia immediately tilted her head mischievously, brought her little face to Timothy, exhaling a sweet
breath, “How does it taste? Would you like to have another piece?”

Timothy Wheeler pretended to pop out his eyes, “One more piece? You want to kill me with too many
pizzas?”

Armand stood in the distance. Even he felt nervous for Timothy.

Since the boss just said the word “hot pot”, he began to sweat for the boss.

Manfred brought the herbal soup to Rylee, but she had already fell asleep on the sofa with her body
huddled up.

Should he wake up the girl and let her take medicine?

Manfred hesitated for a while, and gently pushed Rylee, “Rylee, it's time to take the medicine. You can
go to bed after drinking this, huh?”

Rylee was like a kitten. After her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, she barely opened her eyes and
murmured, “So sleepy... Can I not take medicine?”

Manfred really wanted to lower his head to kiss this girl's cheek. She was so cute.



“Aren't you afraid of your head being kicked by Timothy like a football?”

Rylee's eyes widened. Sure enough, the old man Timothy was an uplifting medicine.

“My safety is more important. My head is important.” Rylee muttered, sitting upright.

Looking down at the bowl, she was so shocked that she even screamed out, “Why is it so dark? Is this
even medicine? Can anyone drink this?”

“Come on, Herb soup is all like this.”

Rylee leaned over. Her little nose sniffing, and immediately she fanned herself with two hands in
disgust, “Oh, it smells so bad! I'm going to throw up. How can any human drink this? I can't, I can't
drink this!”

Manfred sighed, “Well then. I’ll call Timothy and just let him kick your head.”

At the mention of Timothy, Rylee collapsed again. She stretched her hands and snatched the bowl.

Rylee gritted her teeth and squinted her eyes, “Damn! It's better than being kicked in the head by Mr.
Wheeler! I’ll drink it!”

She was like Joan of Arc who was walking towards death.

With her eyes closed, and her breath held, Rylee picked up the bowl and drank them all.

“Okay, okay, you don't need to eat the residue.” Fortunately, Manfred snatched the bowl in time, or else
Rylee would've literally gulp down the residue.

“Wow, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! It’s so damn bitter!” Rylee opened her mouth wide with her
tongue stuck out.



Manfred handed her a glass of water, and Rylee drank it to rinse her mouth.

Finally, Rylee was lying in the bed. Manfred stood at the door and smiled warmly at Rylee, “Sellp tight.
You don't need to go to school tomorrow anyway. There is nothing important to do. Just have a good
rest.”

“Oh, I see. Good night.”

“Good night.”

Manfred closed the door.

Rylee smacked her mouth a few times and closed her eyes.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, “Mr. Wheeler is so cruel that he even let me drink such a bitter
medicine! I hate you! The gangster is the evilest one in the world! God bless me, why did I offend this
guy? God? I swear, I promise, I will never meddle in other's business again. When I saw speeding on
the street, I'll just walk away. Amen.”

Mumbling to herself, Rylee slowly drifted to sleep.

In the dream, she went back to her childhood. She was a toddler, she staggered towards her mother.
Her mother smiled and squatted down a few meters away. She stretched out her arms and called her
lovingly, “Rylee, come here. Here, come to mommy.”

She finally fell into her mother's arms. And she was held tightly by her mother. And afterward she was
even held up and kissed on her cheek a few times by her mum.

“Rylee, mom loves you so much. You are mom's little precious.”

Her mother's eyes are as beautiful as the moon, bright and filled with love.



Mother…

Tears slid down Rylee's face.

…

A man covered in blood was being hung up in a gloomy warehouse.

Beside him, there were four or five brawny men, all holding iron clubs in their hands and hitting the man
in turn.

“What the……”

“Let me go...Ah!”

“Please, I've told you everything, please let me go... It was Daphne Carroll who asked me to do it. It
was really her...”

The boy begged in panting.

His head was smeared with blood. One of his eyes was swollen. And there were wounds all over his
body. He was talking while spitting blood out.

One man said grumpily, “You dare to touch our boss's woman? Rylee Carroll is not someone you can
lay your hands on. Tell you, silly boy, you have no going back! Tomorrow, in the ravine, there will be
news of your car crash.”

“What? No, please, no don't kill me...”

The man was annoyed, “My bro, this guy is a whiney baby. So annoying! Just get the shit done! Hit him
in the back of the head. Simply blast it. It's the fastest way.”



The man hung in the air was trembling.

He was all the more regretful.

Another man said, “No, Armand called and specifically stressed that the boss was furious. He had
demanded to make this boy suffer. If he died too fast and too easy, both of us will be punished when
the boss found out.”

When everyone heard it, they didn't say anything. The most terrifying and vicious boss had given
orders. They had nothing else to say. They can only hit him stick by stick, until the hapless boy was
beaten to death.

…

Felicia directed the servant to sort out her clothes and luggage bit by bit. But she was happily busy with
this.

Timothy sat in the study, facing the computer, looking at the data and dealing with all the files.

Armand knocked on the door and walked in.

“Boss.”

“Yeah, proceed.” Timothy didn't look at Armand, his eyes fixed on the computer.

“I got the information from the boy in charge of props. it was Daphne Carroll who sent him to
deliberately drop the plastic lamp.”

“Oh?” Timothy raised his head and squinted his eyes. “It really is her.”

Armand asked tentatively, “How should we deal with Daphne Carroll?”



Timothy's slender hand gently rubbed his beautiful chin. He thought for a while, and said, “I only hope
that this is Daphne’s childish behavior. After all, she is Rylee's sister and is also related by blood. Well,
you go there and warn her personally. Tell her not to do anything against Rylee in the future.”

Armand lowered his head and responded, “Yes.” And he left

Timothy frowned slightly and sighed. The computer screen showed a picture of Rylee walking briskly
on campus.

The photo was taken secretly at first glance.

Rylee raised her hand, waving to greet someone in front of her.

She smiled innocently. Her eyes were like two little crescents.

The girl is full of vigor and vitality.

It is not easy for children who grew up in that environment to maintain their innocence and optimism.

The door of the study room suddenly opened. Timothy quickly clicked the mouse to return to the
document he was looking at before.

The picture of Rylee was his screensaver.

“Timothy, my stuffs are all sorted. Haven't you finished your work yet? Or are you peeking at
something?”

Felicia ran over to Timothy, sitting on his lap, and fiddled with the computer.

Timothy patted her on the arm, “Get down, girl, these are important data. Be careful.”



With that said, he shut down the computer.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Daphne's treatment was finally finished.

Caroline said to Andrea Carroll, “You stay here with Daphne. I will go to the parking lot, and I will be
waiting for you downstairs.”

Andrea said to Daphne, “Daphne, wait a minute, I'll go to the toilet and be back soon.”

Nodding her head, putting on her shoes, Daphne was ready to go home.

Suddenly, the door of the ward opened. Daphne thought it was Andrea, and she said, “Andrea, you are
so fast.”

As soon as she raised her head, Daphne gasped in fright.

It's a few ghastly and terrible men!

“You, you are...”

Armand stared at Daphne coldly and said, “Daphne, you must not do anything against Rylee.
Otherwise, you will end up like your accomplice. Do you understand what I said?”

Daphne's face was pale and she was shaking all over, “I, I don't understand what you are talking about,
I, I don't...”

“You’d better watch yourself.” Armand finished speaking, and left with all his men.

Daphne bit her lip, hugged herself for a while, and started crying.

That was horrifying!



Someone threatened her because of Rylee!

Andrea came back from the toilet and was startled at the scene, “Daphne! What's wrong with you?
Why are you crying? Are you uncomfortable? I will call the doctor!”

“No, Andrea, I...” Daphne stopped Andrea.

After a while, Daphne said, “Someone came here just now and warned me that I must not do anything
to Rylee.”

“What!” Andrea was also taken aback. “Who, who did this?”

“I don't know, I don't know. Oh, Andrea, I'm so scared!”

Daphne plunged into Andrea's arms. Andrea stroked Daphne's back and tried to comfort her, “It's okay,
it's okay, they don't dare to do anything. It’s just bluffing. Come on, Let’s find Caroline.”

Caroline was sitting in the car and saw her two sisters walking out in panic.

Caroline listened to the two sisters while driving. After thinking for a while, she sneered indifferently,
“Don't be afraid, you two! Rylee, she won't become the lover of any powerful man. At present, it’s only
Kenneth Keith who may still cherish her. But she won't be so precious in a few days. Let's just ignore
Rylee for the time being.”

Andrea frowned and asked, “So, we just need to wait and see now?”

Caroline nodded, “There will be a good show later.”


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