Old Mrs. Horton spoke up, "His name is Horton... what was it again?"
The name she had just remembered was forgotten the moment she spoke it.
The old lady became slightly anxious, her mouth opening and closing, unable to utter those few words.
"Ma'am, don't worry, it's okay if you can't remember," Keira Olsen soothed, then dialed the phone.
At this moment, not far away, on a street.
Lewis Horton sat in a Bentley, his expression grim, while his subordinate, Tom Davis, hardly dared to breathe, "It's my fault, I failed to look after old Mrs. Horton."
The man didn't speak, the chill emanating from him made Tom Davis tremble with fear.
Old Mrs. Horton mostly remained dim-witted, who would have thought that today she would suddenly get better, send everyone away, and sneak out.
It was only after checking the surveillance cameras that they found out old Mrs. Horton had taken a bus to the suburbs on her own.
This area was rather run-down, many streets weren't covered by cameras, they had to search the area systematically.
Just at that moment, a phone suddenly rang.
Lewis Horton answered immediately, and a faint female voice came from the other end, "Hello, your elderly woman is with me."
"..."
The atmosphere in the car instantly tensed up, the air chilling a few degrees.
Everyone sprung into action, some preparing to call the police, Tom Davis tracking the signal source of the incoming call.
Lewis Horton's gaze was sharp, his voice steady, "How much money do you want?"
"....Just kidding." The girl's voice sounded a bit cheeky, "I just wanted to tell you to take better care of the elderly."
Then, she reported her location and hung up.
Tom Davis sighed in relief, patting his chest.
This good Samaritan was too mischievous!
Lewis Horton's eyes slightly lifted.
Suddenly, he felt that the lazy voice on the phone sounded somewhat... familiar?
Five minutes later, they reached the location of the elderly woman, but the girl who called had already disappeared; only a police officer was waiting there with the elderly woman.
Lewis Horton asked, "Grandma, how did you end up here?"
Old Mrs. Horton spoke mysteriously, "I came to look for my daughter-in-law; she lives nearby!"
Lewis Horton paused, then sighed, "Grandma, there is no daughter-in-law..."
"Impossible! I met her!" Old Mrs. Horton complained, "That heartless girl, she handed me to the police and left. Oh right, give me your phone."
Lewis Horton handed over his phone, and the old lady noted down the number from his recent incoming calls in her notebook.
She finally had her daughter-in-law's contact info!
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Keira Olsen was worried that if the family came looking for her, they would thank her profusely.
She was not good at handling such situations.
So, seeing the police on patrol, she simply handed over the elderly woman to them and went straight home.
The very next morning, she received a call from her university advisor, "Keira Olsen, come to the school immediately!"
Keira Olsen, not knowing why, rode her electric bike swiftly to school, and as soon as she entered Professor Miller's office, she found Isla Olsen and Poppy Hill were also there.
Keira Olsen narrowed her amorous eyes.
She and Isla Olsen both attended Oceanion University, which was the best in the area.
Isla Olsen had entered with excellent grades.
She, on the other hand, had started a company and found it inconvenient to manage remotely, and she also could not surpass Isla Olsen, so she deliberately chose the least popular major—Energy Power.
But she had not expected that the concept of "new energy" would suddenly burst into popularity two years ago.
Isla Olsen immediately switched her major and became her classmate again.
Isla Olsen was still reasonably normal here, but why was Poppy Hill here?
Just as she thought about this, she saw Professor Miller with a serious expression, "Kiera, your qualification for guaranteed further study has been canceled."
Kiera Olsen looked slightly stunned, "Why?"
"Your mother said you have improper behavior and background, which does not meet the requirements for guaranteed placement," Professor Miller frowned. "Is there a misunderstanding between you and your mother? Apologize to her quickly. You have a promising future, don't let a moment of anger ruin your prospects!"
Upon hearing this, Isla Olsen sighed first, "Professor Miller, Kiera's mother is just looking out for her best interests."
She looked at Kiera Olsen, "You've offended Mr. Horton, and Mr. Horton has made it clear he wants you to disappear from Oceanion."
It took Kiera Olsen a while to realize "Mr. Horton" referred to Lewis Horton.
But she had only exchanged a few words with him, and yesterday when he left, it didn't seem like he was angry. Was he holding such a grudge over this?
Isla Olsen, on the other hand, was adept at lying...
As she pondered this, Isla Olsen approached her, "Kiera, this is the plane ticket Dad bought for you. He wants you to go abroad to avoid the storm; otherwise, even the Olsen Family cannot protect you."
A hint of scorn flashed through Kiera Olsen's eyes.
Sounds nice, what 'avoid the storm.' The Olsen Family is just afraid of being implicated by me, that's all!
She glanced at the destination on the plane ticket: Argentina.
It was the country farthest from Crera.
How afraid were they of her coming back?
She pushed the plane ticket back and said coldly, "No need."
Seeing that she did not take it, Isla Olsen then took out a bank card, seeming sincere, "Are you worried about living abroad? Here is 50,000 yuan, from my personal savings for your expenses. I only have this much saved up, use it first; if it's not enough, I'll give you more when I get more pocket money..."
Miss Olsen only has 50,000 yuan?
Kiera Olsen found it amusing.
Poppy Hill snatched the bank card from Isla Olsen's hand, "Isla, what are you doing? The Olsen Family helping her buy a plane ticket is already more than generous!"
She looked at Kiera Olsen and ordered, "Pack your things and go abroad immediately; I have already processed your withdrawal from the university."
Kiera Olsen looked at her, "What gives you the right to make decisions for me?"
"I'm your mother! Besides, with your academic performance, pursuing further studies would just be a waste of time. It's doubtful you'd even graduate! It's better to start working and earn money sooner."
Professor Miller immediately objected, "Kiera's mother, you are mistaken. Student Kiera Olsen's courses are very solid during her university period..."
Before he could finish, Poppy Hill interrupted sharply, "Professor, you don't need to speak for her. Don't I understand what she is like? She only wants to pursue further studies because Isla is doing it. She should take a good look at herself in the mirror and see what she amounts to! What right does she have to compare herself to Isla?"
Her vulgar words left Professor Miller choking, but then, with amazement, he looked at Isla Olsen, "You are pursuing further studies? I remember you didn't have a guaranteed placement nor did you take the graduate entrance exam."
Isla Olsen smiled slightly, humbly, "Yes, I am taking a special recruitment path."
If a tutor especially values a student, they are allowed private recruitment.
The prerequisite is, they must be a renowned professor.
Professor Miller understood and immediately asked, "May I know which professor is recruiting you specially?"
Still with a modest demeanor, Isla Olsen replied, "It's Dr. South; his research on Hydrogen Fuel clean combustion and patent application earned him the title."
Upon hearing this, Kiera Olsen looked at her in surprise, "Who did you say?"