Dawn nodded her head, feeling a little disappointed.
Zeke's money actually belongs to Lacey and her family, whereas his power was borrowed by chance. So he isn't as awesome as I thought... He's only slightly more powerful than ordinary people due to Lacey's family.
It was getting late, so Daniel and his wife went to bed after chatting with Dawn for a while.
Meanwhile, Lacey led Dawn to her room to sleep.
Dawn whispered, “Perhaps I should sleep on the sofa.”
“You're my guest. How can I let you sleep on the sofa?” Lacey refused. “Let Zeke sleep on the sofa tonight. Loggerhead, you need to think about what you've done today.”
Zeke put on an innocent face. “What did I do? What's there to think about?”
Lacey glanced at her parents' bedroom. “They're my parents, not yours, okay?”
It dawned on Zeke that Lacey was blaming him for competing for her parents' attention and was feeling jealous.
But I can't help it if they insist on being so good to me.
Dawn left early the next morning.
Since the Polk, where she used to work, had been shut down, she had to find another job.
Although Lacey proposed for Dawn to work at her steel mill, the latter had declined.
She was a PhD graduate after all. She planned to work for two years to gain some experience before she set up a technology company.
Otherwise, it would be a waste of her academic qualifications.
Lacey and her family were having breakfast when a commotion outside their house caught their attention.
Hannah looked out the window and saw a group of neighbours huddled in a circle, discussing something. She wondered what they were doing.
After eating a few more mouthfuls, she put down the cutlery and said, “I'll go downstairs to find out what's going on.”
Then, she went downstairs, with Daniel following suit.
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