'Her'
Brooklyn sighed. It was still the person he didn't like to meet.
Carlyle noticed the change in Brooklyn and so he asked, "Are you tired? You want me to draw the curtain?"
Brooklyn shook his head.
He pointed at the orange. Carlyle remembered that he hadn't finished peeling it and resumed before giving it to Brooklyn. Carlyle just helplessly watched his brother munch the oranges like a rabbit.
He was bothered about David's situation. He side glanced at Carlyle who was peeling him another orange. David liked Carlyle that's for sure. Was it possible for Carlyle to reevaluate David?
David sacrificed a lot in previous Brooklyn's life. He stayed loyal and supported Carlyle till the end. What a selfless person, would he allow David's situation to stay as it is now?
No.
So he would try—try to make this Brother of his look at David in a new light, especially if Bea is not the kind of girl that she is.
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He was finally discharged, though he still has to use his nebulizer at a specific time for medicine but aside from that everything went well. He strived with his recovery. He actively participated in his psychotherapy that was reduced to two times a week because of his dedication and fast recovery in which everyone was surprised. Especially Mikael who had known everything from the start.
He was bored as he lay on his bed. Carlyle dealt with everything behind him. He only has to go to the court hearing by next week, and Carlyle made sure that he only has to face everyone for once and within a limited time. He can't help but feel warm about how caring Carlyle was. He never had a family. He had his adoptive parents and friends still it was different than a family.
He had long accepted the fact that he died and now his new identity was Brooklyn and he was Brooklyn—the new Brooklyn. Though he will not replace the real Brooklyn since he was just using the body as a vessel but he will strive alongside Brooklyn and erase the kid's regrets, and make his wishes come true.
He raised his hand. The splint was scheduled to be removed next week. He moved the fingers, he felt normal. Though it was said that there might be some complications but he wasn't problematic about it. He doesn't know how to play the piano, so having that as an excuse could be good. If the wrist ends up good he could try and practice the piano.
The previous Brooklyn was gifted. His ears were very sensitive to sound, that made everyone very careful around him. Sometimes melody would float inside his mind but he was helpless about it. He doesn't understand music but if given the chance he plans to pick it up. It was safe to say that if ever he picks the piano and decides to learn, it would be easier than normal as he just needed to practice his consciousness with the body's locomotor and familiarize himself. All he needed was training, but the splint needed to be removed first.
He sighed and placed his wrist down and stared at the ceiling in dazed. He had gone and finished his nebulizer session, but he had nothing to do. He also didn't want to touch Brooklyn's stuff since he still had the splint and he was lazy. An idea struck him. His eyes widened with delight as anticipation crept to him that he got goosebumps.
It was still early but he could ask the kitchen to prepare him something and take it to the company!
With that, he briskly walked out of his room and went to the kitchen. He found a maid and told her his idea. The maid happily complied.
When the servants knew about the second young master's hospitalization they were driven with helplessness and anxiety. They had loved the young master too, especially those servants who had served even before the second young master was born and had watched the child grow up. That's why when the young master came back with the master they were ecstatic! They had bowed to serve the masters with their lives, that's how loyal they were.
Brooklyn swayed his legs from the stool as the smell of the familiar baked cookies entered his nostrils. He remembered from Brooklyn's memories that the two brothers loved their mom's homemade cookies. The cooking recipe was given to the head chef when the late Archduchess died so whenever both brothers wanted their mom's cooking both brothers could have it. The late Archduke made sure of it.
"Please make separate containers for soy milk and fresh milk and put labels too!"
"Yes, Young Master." Brooklyn shook his head.
"Ah, call me Brooklyn or Bonie. You don't have to be so formal. Are you new?" When Brooklyn leaned in close, the teen maid's face reddened.
"How old are you? You look the same age as me!" The delight on Brooklyn's face can't be missed when he found someone with the same age bracket.
When he was living before, he didn't enjoy his teenage life. The life before forced him to mature and face the world, his time for fun was replaced with work to earn money but that wasn't the case now. He didn't have to worry about anything, he wasn't poor, he was rich. He has his own family and loving people by his side. It was much more comfortable than before. He chose to move on and live in the moment.
"Young master! Please sit properly! You'll fall over!" Brooklyn turned his head towards the familiar voice. His smile became a grin.
Butler Wang was thin and tall, he looked stern and strict at first glance but it was only a result of his long-time job shepherding hundreds of servants for years. When you look closely, Butler Wang has very kind eyes. He was also very understanding and dedicated to his job. His face and skin were a bit wrinkled by age but you could still see how strong he is. You would find him in his black tailcoat, grey vest, and black trousers, the only difference he had from the other male servant's uniform was his champagne red tie and the golden circular pin that was the size of a centavo, it was very eye-catching.
The pin was designed with the Osman family crest which is a bald eagle and in its beak was a gladiolus that was made with pure amethyst stone. His hair was always sleek back clean. His nails are meticulous and sometimes he would wear leather gloves as the Osman household is very particular with cleanliness.
"Butler Wang! You're done with the garden?" Butler Wang nodded.
"Yes, Master." Brooklyn pouted. "Why are you being so formal to me Butler Wang? " Under Brooklyn's stern look Butler Wang twitched.
Acting wronged Brooklyn puffed his cheeks and lightly pouted. Butler Wang saw this and he felt warm in his heart from Brooklyn's teasing. He gulped down his smile as he earnestly replied not meeting the youngster's gaze. "Young Master, this servant doesn't dare."
Butler Wang still couldn't remove his guilt. He had served the grandfather and father of both children. He had also watched them grow up like his own kin. Among the servants in the estate, he was the only one who was given more details by David about what truly happened to Brooklyn. He was heartbroken and angered that he didn't properly sleep for days.
As a man in his thirties, he was sensitive to Butler Wang's emotions. This butler even dared go against Carlyle upon the previous Brooklyn's death because he was also suspicious. In the end, Carlyle dismissed the poor old man. Butler Wang was taken under Mikael's family. In short, he was one of those people he needed to repay for the previous Brooklyn.
He sighed and patted Butler Wang's shoulder. "Well, whenever you're ready Butler Wang. Whenever."
"Young Master, the cookies has been packed, do we place it in the car now?"
"Young Master where are you going at this time?" Brooklyn's brows pop up as his smile still lingers. "Oh, Butler Wang~ I forgot to tell you. I wanna visit my brother and bring him cookies."
Butler Wang's eyes sparkled, he pursed his smile.
"I see. Then I should prepare the car." And bowed and walked away.
"Thank you, Butler Wang!"
Brooklyn's eyes glinted as he called another servant to give him a piece of cookie. He munched it and left, not after giving the rest of the cookies to the servants. He went up to his room hopping happily and changed. When he was done he didn't forget to pack his nebulizer too.
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To be continued…