The faces of the three female students turned pale as snow when Daisy Ginger intimidated them.
They just had a good relationship with Emily Ginger and couldn’t stand seeing her sister snatch her boyfriend, so they couldn’t help but vent their anger for her. Little did they know that in just a few minutes, they’d be used to vent someone else’s anger.
"Daisy, Daisy Ginger, what are you trying to do?" The girl with glasses called out to her with fake bravado, "This is between us and you and has nothing to do with our family!"
Daisy Ginger smiled with bright eyes, holding her face in her hands as she looked at them, "I don’t even know you, do I? How is this a matter between us?"
"You, you..." The girl was on the verge of tears out of fear.
Edward Stephens watched her eagerly bullying the female students like a cat finding a fun toy, with her eyes gleaming.
He couldn’t help but roll his eyes and took Daisy’s phone from her hand, saying, "Stop playing."
Daisy grabbed his hand, playing with his fingers in her palm, pouting unhappily, "Edward Stephens, are you feeling sorry for them?"
Feeling sorry for what?
Edward Stephens pulled his fingers out of her palm and patted her hand, "Stop it."
Seeing Edward Stephens come to their rescue, the three female students looked at him gratefully. Emily had shown them Edward Stephens’ photos, and now, seeing him in person, they found him even more outstanding and handsome than in the photos. No wonder Daisy wanted to compete with her for him.
"Mr. Stephens," the feisty girl with reddened eyes said to Edward, "I know you like Emily, and it’s all this woman’s fault. Neither we nor Emily will blame you. But, if you have time, could you help us check on Emily? We can’t contact her, and someone at school said she’s been harassed by some hooligans. If you have time, could you see if she’s really in trouble..."
Edward Stephens remained expressionless and said indifferently, "I have no contact with her anymore; you should ask someone else."
"...I, I understand." The girl, not getting a definite response, looked away in disappointment. She was the closest to Emily, and at this moment, her look towards Daisy was filled with hatred. But knowing she couldn’t confront Daisy head-on, she hung her head and was pulled away by the two girls beside her.
Daisy Ginger took a sip of ice water before speaking, "Are you feeling anxious now, worried, wanting to put down your chopsticks immediately and go find her?"
"Don’t speak sarcastically."
Daisy put down the water cup, pursed her lips slightly, "Edward Stephens, I’m not happy."
The man turned his head slightly to glance at her, his voice cold, "Do you need me to coax you?"
"Your wife got splashed with water and bullied by others; what’s the harm in coaxing her a bit?"
Edward Stephens poured a glass of red wine, his expression indifferent, "Did they say anything wrong?"
Daisy was silent for a moment, her expression frozen for an instant. After a while, she suddenly raised her hand and splashed the water from her cup onto the man’s face.
Edward Stephens frowned, looking at Daisy, who sat opposite him, with somber eyes.
The woman looked at him calmly, her bright black eyes flashing with cold brilliance, and she said word by word, "Edward Stephens, anyone can criticize me, but you have no right to!"
He sneered, wiping the water from his face with his hand, disdainfully saying, "Because my life belongs to you?"