"Today…"
Rachel was rendered speechless.
Did he mean that the mercenary who kidnapped Joey was the one who kidnapped Victor when he was
young? – Taking out a ziplock in which a bullet shell was stored, Carson said, "Well, this bullet was
taken out of that person’s body.I plan to give this bullet shell to Vic as a souvenir when he wakes up."
Rachel ignored his humorous remark and asked instead, "Why did they kidnap him?"
Right after she asked this, Rachel realized how stupid it sounded since the answer was obvious.
Carson put away the ziplock and answered, "In your opinion, what is it like to be an unwanted bastard
in a wealthy family?"
Wealthy family.It was hard to believe that these things happened to Victor in the past.
Rachel could imagine how difficult life had been for the little Victor even if Carson didn’t tell her about it.
Her eyes subconsciously fell on the closed door of the operating room.
When she was reborn in Rachel’s body, she had the memory of the real Rachel.
In her memory, although Victor was an illegitimate child, he lived a better life than many illegitimate
children.
Victor was loved and doted on by Carolyn.
Back then, she assumed that Victor had a great life.
But now, Rachel realized that she didn’t know anything about Victor at all.
Even the real Rachel didn’t know much about him.
"What about Mrs.Sullivan? She has been…"
"Although Mrs.Sullivan loved Victor so much, she couldn’t watch over him around the clock.Besides,
she had to guard the Sullivan Group, so she could hand it over to him once he was all grown up.As a
result, she didn’t have much time to look after Victor.At such a young age, he had learned to keep
everything to himself.Before the kidnapping happened, Mrs.Sullivan thought he was getting along well
with the Sullivan family."
Carson looked up at the ceiling with his hands behind his back and continued, "When I first met Victor,
he was just eight years old."
In silence, Rachel lowered her head and listened to his story.
"A typical eighth-year old child should be in third grade, but Victor was still only in first grade at the
time."
Reminiscing the good old days, Carson chuckled.
"Since he was two years older and was taller than his classmates, Victor stood out."
As Carson closed his eyes, the memory of the past rushed to him like giant waves.
At that time, Carson was just in the third grade.
He was tall, good-looking, and had lots of pocket money so he was popular.
This part of his childhood still made him feel proud even now.
During break time, Carson’s classmates asked him to play basketball.
They went downstairs to the playground together.
Their classroom was on the third floor, while Victor’s was on the first floor beside the stairs.
When they walked past the classroom, Carson caught a glimpse of what was inside.
The whole classroom was filled with square desks, where several books were neatly placed.
Being the tallest one in the class, Victor was the first one Carson noticed.He had his head down, busy
doing some homework. The boy next to Carson followed his gaze and saw Victor.
"Carson, do you know him?"
"No, I don’t."Carson quickly withdrew his gaze.that's right you are so excellent.How could you know
such a person?"
There was a hint of disgust in the boy’s tone.
Holding the basketball in his arms, Carson looked at the boy with his eyebrows raised.
"Such a person? You know hiin?"
The boy nodded, "of course, I know him.My brother is in this class.Do you know how old he is? Eight
years old! He’s already eight years old, but he’s still in the first grade.My brother said he doesn’t say
anything, nor does he play with anyone."
The boy clicked his tongue and continued to insult Victor.
"But that’s right.Even I wouldn’t want to play with a person like him.He must have repeated a grade.My
mother said that only idiots would repeat a grade when they are in the first grade."
Hearing this, Carson couldn’t help but take one more look at Victor.
But the bell had rung, so he didn’t have much time to observe.He and his classmates hurried to the
playground.
But then, Victor’s figure was already etched in his mind.
The second time they met was in the break room.
That was the day when Carson went to school looking like a ghost due to lack of sleep.
He did well in the mid-term exam, so his father gave him a game console, and he played it secretly until
midnight.
When Carson couldn’t take his drowsiness anymore, he raised his hand during class.
"Sir, may I go out to get some water?"
As soon as he reached the break room, he heard a few people talking inside.
"Hey, I heard that your family is very rich? Give us some money.If we’re pleased, we’ll protect you from
the bullies here in school."
"You just came here, right? Maybe you still don’t know about the rules.The newcomers have to give us
money!"
"That’s right.Take out your money now! You will regret it if you annoy us."
Leaning against the wall, Carson peered inside the break room and spotted three senior boys
threatening a younger child.
He immediately recognized the three senior students who were known for being arrogant and
domineering.
They always bullied younger students.
Some students had given them money.
Carson didn’t have to, because he had a driver who dropped him off and picked him up every day.
Besides, no one could bully Carson because his teacher always paid attention to him.
Unexpectedly, he witnessed them bully someone today.
"Hey! I said take out your money.Don’t you understand me? Are you deaf?"
Because Victor did nothing, the leader of the three young men became irritated.
"This brat seems to be dumb." another boy said.
"Dumb? I don’t care if you are dumb or not.Take out your money, or I’ll beat you!"
‘Dumb?’ Somehow, this word piqued Carson’s curiosity, so he looked inside again and realized that the
three bullies were surrounding Victor.
"Hello, director!"
Of course, no one else was there.
But Carson deliberately shouted to startle the bullies in the room.
As expected, the three bullies immediately stopped pestering Victor and ran away.
Watching them run like idiots, Carson couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
"Who are you?"
For the first time, Victor spoke in school that day.
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