"Mom, she pushed me!" Jay cried out loud.
Olive continued reading her book without any change of expression. Her indifference was similar to that of a judge. Only the supreme judge who was always at the top of the pyramid would showcase such an expression.
"Maybe she didn't mean it. You are a boy. You can't cry." Elaine knew that she couldn't offend Avery, so she tried her best to comfort her son.
"She did it on purpose. I only asked her what book she was reading, and she left just like that. I wanted to stop her, but she hit me!"
Jay actually didn't have a bad temper, but anyone who got beaten would naturally feel insulted. Jay kept crying and almost threw a tantrum. Avery scratched his ear, placed his hand on Olive's shoulder, and asked, "What happened?"
"He was trying to snatch my book, biting off more than he can chew," Olive said as she closed the book. "Master, do I have to settle my own problem?"
"Go ahead."
With Avery's permission, Olive stepped forward and looked at Jay, who was hugging his mother.
She said without hesitation, "Are you five years old at least? What else do you know other than crying? Do you have to snatch my book just because I didn't want to let you see it? If I don't hit you, who else am I supposed to hit?"
"I just wanted to ask what you were reading..."
"Why should I tell you? Who told you that I would respond if you talk to me?"
Jay didn't know what to say at the moment. Shouldn't a person reply when another person talked to them? Everyone treated him like that, so why was it different when it came to her?
Olive continued, "This is Mr. Avery's and my home. You don't have the right to snatch our things. You also don't have the right to ask me to do what I don't want to do. So I'm sorry. Please leave."
This incident happened at the right time. Their discussion had already come to an end after all. Elaine really should go home with Jay.
Elaine felt unusually agitated in the presence of Olive. Hence, she did not stay any longer and left with Jay.
"I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."
After the two of them left, Olive bowed respectfully to Avery.
"You didn't do anything wrong. When dealing with such a shameless person, you have to intimidate them. They bully the weak but fear the strong. When you're tougher than them, they'll be afraid." Avery leaned over and caressed her hair. "As long as you feel like someone's bullying you, you'll have to fight back no matter what."
"Master, what if someone tries to hurt me, and I don't have the ability to fight back?" Olive asked.
"Then you should endure the pain. No matter what he does to you, as long as you're still alive, you should find a chance to recover and kill him. Don't ever be soft-hearted. Even if you are imprisoned and sentenced to death, don't let others bully you unscrupulously."
Avery's words carried a tinge of his own emotions.
If his sister and Irena had been taught that way, instead of thinking that girls had to be shameful, Irena wouldn't have chosen to commit suicide and leave him. And his sister wouldn't have isolated herself until today because she thought she had done something wrong.
Olive nodded forcefully to Avery and said, "Your mindset is the same as mine. I will never spare those who bullied me. Even if they beat me to death, I would still fight until the last second."
Avery was gratified. "Go rest now. You don't need to read today. Today..."
"No, I want to be a self-disciplined person."
Olive knew that Avery had work to do, so she took the book and went to the side to read.
For some reason, Avery felt contented. He left the living room and walked into the sunroom. He took out his phone and called Charlotte.
"What?" Charlotte was stunned when she heard it. "She gave up half of her shares just like that?"
"I don't know about the undercity. After all, I'm not from Brine like you are. Do you want to..."
Avery didn't continue, but Charlotte understood what he meant. He wanted her to ask Shane about it or Peter to investigate it. They were all Brine people, after all. Avery, on the other hand, although skilled, wasn't a local.
The biggest difference between the locals and non-locals was their understanding of the local culture. People who knew the local culture knew which direction to go. First of all, it saved time. Second, it was easy to spot important details. Unlike the locals, it was difficult for nonlocals to notice the key details and gather information in a short time.
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