Watching Louis walk away with Hope, Sylvia felt a pang of unease. Just now, her elder brother had looked at her with eyes that were both cold and unfamiliar, as if he had become an entirely different person.
"Dad, what's wrong with Big Brother? Did I do something wrong to make him angry?" Sylvia asked.
Her father sighed, "It has nothing to do with you. Your brother injured his brain. Once he calms down, I'll have a doctor take a look at him."
"Oh, I see..."
Sylvia wasn't particularly concerned about Louis's condition. After all, with so many sons in the Newton family, it wouldn't matter who was in charge; her allowance would remain unaffected.
Her mind was occupied by another concern.
"Mum, Dad, I don't want to go back to school," she said. Although the family had deleted the informa
