Chapter 547 - Luck (1)

"Thank you for looking after Trevor." Rachel held Christy's hand, "Thank you very much. We can't repay you. If you need anything, just say it. No matter what you want, we'll manage to do it."

In fact, it was Trevor who took care of her more.

Christy didn't say anything. She wondered what would they say to Trevor after they cried out here?

Christy thought of the scenes that little robot showed her before, her heart skipping heavily. Could they see it too?

But that was impossible, unless the Peck family had another robot, or unless that robot was connected to Eleven...

It was impossible.

Christy closed the door and said to Trevor's parents, "Trevor lives in that bedroom. If you want to say anything, you can say it through the door. If he wants to come out to see you, he'll open the door and come out."

"Okay, thank you." Rachel thanked, then stood at the door, crying.

"Didn't you say you want to talk to him? Why are you crying?" Trevor's father comforted him.

Rachel choked, "I'm sorry, Trevor. Mom is sorry. Mom is wrong. Mom didn't protect you well when you were a child. It's Mom's fault. Don't be angry with Mom, okay? Don't be angry with Arabella, okay?"

"Trevor, you... We already know about that matter." Mr. Peck also said.

Christy was stunned.

Knew what?

"Trevor! I know you are smarter than me, but how can you do this? Who would want to make such a sacrifice without letting others know? I tell you. I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

"Arabella!" Rachel held her back, "What nonsense are you saying!" Then she explained to the door, "Trevor, she didn't mean it that way... Don't misunderstand..."

Arabella, on the other hand, shook off Rachel's hand. She said while crying, "I regard you as my younger brother since I was a child. I know that you are smart, but I have never thought about anything else. I even thought that if my younger brother was a normal person, then our family's business would be handed over to him instead of me. Do you know? I don't want to be the heir. You think it is easy to inherit a company? You have to attend business trips and drink with others for a project! I am a girl. Do you think I am not working hard? Do you think I care about these? Compared to this, I would rather have a normal younger brother!"

Arabella knocked on the door, crying, "Who are you to do this... Trevor, who are you to say nothing... Who are you to you make me feel so uncomfortable...? I can choose not to be the heir. Our family has plenty of other candidates. We can ignore that. I will tell the board of directors tomorrow. I'll quit..."

"Arabella..." Rachel took Arabella into her arms. They cried desperately and sadly.

Mr. Peck also leaned against the door and said, "Trevor... Don't be afraid. We are all here. We are your family. We won't harm you. Can you come out and see us?"

Rachel sobbed and asked, "If anything happens, can you discuss it with us? Don't hide alone and let us worry, okay?"

Arabella shouted hoarsely, "Let me tell you, Trevor. Don't think you are protecting me. No! You are selfish! You should be the one to bear this! You just threw it to me! I tell you! Trevor! I will run away from home tomorrow and never come back! Whoever wants to be the heir, go and get it! I will never come back!"

"Arabella! Don't force him!" Rachel pulled her and shouted.

Christy finally understood. They knew about it. Although she didn't know how they suddenly knew it, there was no movement inside. She was very worried.

She walked up to Arabella and said, "This is his protection for you since he was a child. Don't ruin his good intentions. You are already the heir. Don't say such things. It will only make Trevor feel that all these years of sacrifice and effort are in vain."

Arabella was out of breath, "But how can he do this... How can he do this..."

"What choice can a four-year-old child make? He is so young. He heard that his existence might cause his twin sister to lose her life. What do you want him to choose? Why don't you think from his point of view? Yes, you are adults now. You should criticize him from an adult's view. But I want to ask you, have you thought about this from the perspective of a four-year-old child?" Christy was on the verge of crying. She looked at Trevor's parents and then turned to Arabella, "Did Trevor do something wrong? No, in my opinion, he isn't wrong at all. Is it the fault of the servants? No, it is the system of your entire family that led to this kind of mistake! What era is it now? Still ancient? For the sake of the position of heir, there were countless casualties. Was it necessary? What you should consider is the problem of your family!"

They suddenly quieted down.

Trevor's parents seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant. When they heard Christy's words, they immediately lost their words. They stood there in a daze, separated from Trevor.. There seemed to be a world between them.