Saniogo did not say much. It was normal for her to have friends.
"What are your friends doing now?"
"Saniogo, most of them are enjoying their lives at home and out drinking everyday."
"You could have that life too, but you gave up that opportunity. Do you know that?"
He spoke with a smile.
Her expression stiffened. "Saniogo, what are you talking about? I have goals that I'm pursuing."
"It's fine to have goals to pursue, but life is endless. Don't you think there should be a meaning to life? We shouldn't be chasing after something vague and illusionary." His tone was low, as if he was trying to persuade himself.
Perhaps it was what he was thinking.
She should live for herself and think about her own future.
Unfortunately, the lovely little girl from the past had already turned into a stranger to him.
Her face was the same, but now...
"Saniogo, what are you talking about? I'm not doing something illusory. I know what happened abroad disappointed you. Now, everything's fixed. I know it's in the family rules not to do anything harmful."
When he heard her words, the disappointment in his eyes intensified.
It seemed that there was nothing he could do about it.
"Saniogo, are you still angry?"
"Missha, I'm not angry. I just feel that after so many years of you not being by my side, you're becoming a stranger." He raised his head and looked into her eyes.
However, she smiled slightly. "Saniogo, you're overthinking it. I haven't changed. I'm still your lovely sister. I still love everyone in the Jenkins family. That will never change."
Saniogo looked down and drank the cup of tea in his hand.
"Weren't you going out? Go ahead."
"Okay. I won't be coming home tonight. Saniogo, go to bed early and don't drink too much tea." With that, she left with her bag.
Saniogo leaned on the sofa while complex emotions welled up in his eyes.
When Missha walked out of the front door, her emotions from before disappeared. She looked back at the Jenkins family villa, and her eyes were dimmed. Soon, she disappeared into the night.
She went to visit Wilson.
He looked much older because of what had happened recently. When he saw her, he was shocked.
"You..."
"Wilson, you really have guts. How dare you touch my things."
"Hmph... Your things? You wanted me dead. Why weren't you expecting this? I just did it to protect myself."
She sneered, "Protect yourself? How dare you say that when you're already broken? Wilson, even if you had not done that, with the things that you've done in the past, you should have been dead a long time ago."
He sneered. Even if he deserved to die, wasn't it the same for her?
Whatever she had done before was enough for her to be jailed for life. How did she dare talk to him like that now?
"Who are you to say such things to me? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have ended up like this." Wilson was furious.
Missha looked at him coldly. "Who are you to act so arrogantly in front of me? You wouldn't have agreed to my requests if you didn't want to leave this place. Now that something has happened, you're blaming me. If you hadn't switched the jewelry, you wouldn't have been arrested. Wilson, you brought this on yourself."
He looked into her eyes. He did not know what to say.
She snorted, "Well, at least you're smart enough to not sell me out. Otherwise, you will die here, do you understand?"
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