A few people, with bruised and swollen faces, shivered uncontrollably as they scrambled and rolled in front of Luther Holmes, pleading for mercy—
"Sorry, sorry! Sister! We were blind and failed to recognize a great person, please let us off just this once, we won't dare to do it again, never again!"
Luther Holmes's expression remained cold, his eyes chilled like frosty pools as he stared at the people in front of him, his lips thinly pressed, his fists clenched tightly, sweat beading on his forehead, but he kept silent…
Tiana Williams glanced at him, her gaze quickly falling on the few people kneeling in front of her.
She walked over, her beautiful face devoid of any expression, and with her long, pale fingers, she pinched the school badge on the shirt of one of the boys, taking a look.
The boy's face turned pale with fear, shaking uncontrollably.
"If you dare to touch me... my big brother is Big Boss Torres, and if you dare touch me, I won't let you get away with it!"
Tiana Williams let out a cold laugh, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, and walked toward the steps by the river's edge!
Joel Clarke suddenly screamed, and the others were even more terrified, shaking all over, their faces filled with horror…
The next second, a scream was heard, and Joel Clarke was upside-down, thrown beyond the railing by the river, his head nearly plunging into the water. Tiana Williams gripped one of his legs as he struggled violently, completely petrified…
"Spare me! I won't dare again! Big boss, big sister boss, I really won't dare anymore, I submit, I submit, please spare me... I... I can't breathe..."
Tiana Williams dunked his head into the water several times in succession. When the boy nearly collapsed in despair, she pulled him out and threw him onto the steps, speaking in a tone neither warm nor cold, "Senior Year 2 (Class 13), Joel Clarke, I'll remember you. If anything happens to Luther Holmes again, I'll hold all of you accountable, understand?"
"Understood! Understood!"
They replied in terror, caring for nothing else, hurriedly helping Joel Clarke to run away, all of them frightened out of their wits, extreme fear on their faces!
…
Luther Holmes watched this scene unfold, rooted to the spot, a hint of restrained surprise gathering in his dark, grim eyes—
Although he knew his sister seemed to have decent fighting skills, learned combative fighting and was an expert, the siblings, despite their blood relation, rarely contacted each other, and so they were not close; their relationship was very distant...
The Old Mistress of the household said that his sister was evidence of their mother's infidelity to their father.
She seemed to have a hard life and was also very cold. Of course, he was not much better off himself; they led their separate lives, and no one cared anyway...
Luther Holmes silently watched Tiana Williams before him, his dark eyes deep, his face somewhat pale and now wet with sweat. One hand pressed against his stomach, he took a couple of deep breaths, then withdrew his gaze, turned away, and walked forward.
Tiana Williams's feelings were not much better at the moment. She too felt very estranged from her brother.
Vincent Holmes and the others did not really allow her to have contact with Luther Holmes. Sometimes, she also did not know how she could approach Luther Holmes.
When Jessica Holmes died in the line of duty, Luther Holmes was still very young. With nearly a decade between them and leaving the Tower Clan at a little over ten years old, Vincent Holmes and the others rarely let them interact. Old Master Myles Williams also did not want her to have too much interaction with the people of the Tower Clan.
"Where are you hurt?"
Tiana Williams asked indifferently.
Hearing her voice, Luther Holmes's movements paused almost imperceptibly, the repressed pain making him somewhat weak, but he still endured, not looking at her, and replied coldly, "It's none of your business."
The teenager was undoubtedly cold and detached, his delicate features bearing a slight resemblance to Tiana Williams, both having shadows of Eleanor Miller.
"Are you sure you can make it back by yourself right now? If you're injured, you should go to the hospital."
Tiana Williams's cool voice carried on the night breeze, breaking the stillness of the night.
She truly didn't know what to say, the youth in front of her was both familiar and strange, stirrng up a complexity of feelings in her heart.
Luther Holmes paused in his steps, his face notably cold. His delicate brows slightly raised as he glanced at her, he coldly said, "You better take care of yourself first."
With that, he hoisted his backpack higher on his shoulder and continued forward.
But the pain in his abdomen made him almost spasm, and he was soaked in sweat, unable to bear it any longer, he collapsed to the side.
The next second, he smelled a cool, fresh breath, and found himself in the arms of someone soft yet slightly cold, Tiana Williams's stunning face coming into his view...
Right after, he felt himself lighten!
He had been lifted by Tiana Williams into her arms... a princess carry no less!
The youth moved slightly, humiliated, as if to protest, but Tiana gave him no chance, issuing a cold warning—
"Move again and I'll throw you into River Water to feed the fish!"
Luther's eyes grew dark with ice!
...
At midnight, a chilly breeze, carrying a desolate feeling, continuously blew over the shadowy S University Hospital.
Tiana Williams carried Luther Holmes directly to the Emergency Unit.
Luther, now a sixteen-year-old boy with a height of one meter seventy, was quite thin. When Tiana carried him, she didn't struggle at all, not even breathing heavily.
It seemed that she once carried Landon Brooke in the same way, but those were events of the past.
The doctor competently examined Luther Holmes and furrowed his brow slightly when he got the results.
"What's the prognosis? Is he badly hurt?"
asked Tiana Williams.
"Acute appendicitis, he needs immediate surgery. Don't worry, it's not a complex surgery, and if it goes well, he can be discharged from the hospital in a week's time. He has many old wounds on his body, you should pay more attention to that daily. What is your relationship to him? Family needs to sign for the surgery, have his family come over..."
Seeing the stunningly beautiful woman before him, the doctor thought the two were young campus sweethearts.
"I'm his sister, I can sign."
Tiana Williams's gaze was as calm as the Galaxy River in the dark night, glancing at the youth inside who was in so much pain he was almost curled up, and said this faintly.
"Alright, we'll do another check-up and prepare for the surgery. The nurse will tell you what needs to be done next. Don't worry, it's a minor operation."
The doctor also offered some reassurance.
Tiana Williams nodded, "Please take care of it, Doctor, thank you."
...
Soon, the preparations were all arranged.
Tiana Williams followed the nurse calmly, pushing Luther Holmes toward the operating room.
Knowing that surgery was imminent, Luther Holmes was clearly unsettled; his pain-paled face tensed, his eyes filled with bewilderment and insecurity. Though it was subtle, Tiana Williams could still make it out clearly.