Chapter 69 Envious of Lillian
Kevin overheard their conversation and turned to Lillian.
"Play with them. If you lose, I'll drink for you."
With his words, Lillian didn't fear. Besides, she wasn't afraid to begin with.
She smiled at Kevin and raised her eyebrows, looking at Wendy.
"Let's do it."
Wendy also smiled. "I envy you. Even without Jackson taking care of you, you still have Kevin who loves you so much."
Lillian raised her gaze.
"Why do you have to be so sarcastic with every sentence?" Lillian said as she shook the dice and placed the dice cup on the table. "It's your turn."
She opened the lid, revealing a six and a five inside.
Wendy looked unhappy, shaking the dice cup for a while.
Cordelia approached. "Let me help Ms. Windy open it. I have good luck."
She said as she lifted the lid, revealing two fours, not bad, but still a loss compared to Lillian.
Cordelia chuckled and handed a glass of wine to Wendy. Wendy took the glass and turned to look at Jackson.
Jackson was still leaning back in his leather chair, smoking lazily, with his long legs crossed and resting on the coffee table, looking indifferent.
Wendy bit her lip. "Ask your question."
Lillian smiled lightly. "I'm curious about something. When I was six years old, Mr. York and Ms. Grace brought me back to the Sivan family, that night you had a high fever and nightmares. The servants said it was because of me, and the next day I was immediately sent away. That night, I heard water sounds coming from your room in the middle of the night. Were you taking a cold shower?"
When Lillian and Wendy locked eyes, many people paid attention to them.
Wendy's expression stiffened because of Lillian's direct question, and she could feel the prying eyes from all directions.
That year, of course, she did it on purpose. Lillian was beaten cruelly by Bob and sent out barefoot to buy cigarettes for him in the winter. She coincidentally collided with the Sivans' car.
Her parents brought Lillian back home. Wendy heard Grace crying and saying how pitiful Lillian was. Grace had even wanted to keep her at home and raise the two girls as sisters.
How could that be possible?
That night, she did take a cold shower and had a fever. She cried, deliberately hugged Grace, and said that seeing Lillian reminded her of the days of suffering in the Young family. Besides, she even bribed the servants to speak and the reason she was frightened with nightmares was Lillian.
The next day, her parents indeed sent Lillian away early.
"What are you talking about, Lillian? How could I do that? You must have heard wrong."
Wendy denied vehemently, but her momentary stiff expression seemed to have already revealed something.
Of course, Lillian didn't expect someone like Wendy to follow the rules of the game. She didn't dwell on it and continued playing the game with Cordelia.
Wendy felt like sitting on pins and needles, feeling like everyone was secretly observing her, speculating about her, seeing through her.
Cordelia also lost to Lillian, pouting and wanting Allen Murray to drink for her.
Allen touched her face and said, "Darling, I like independent women."
Cordelia twisted her face and drank the wine.
She didn't believe that Lillian's luck could be so good to keep winning.
However, Lillian did keep winning.
She rolled two sixes and looked calmly at Wendy, who had lost again. "Still a truth question?"
Thinking of Lillian's cunning, Wendy got scared.
She picked up the wine glass. "I'll drink."
With determination, she raised her head, but at that moment, a hand reached over and took the wine glass from her hand.
It was Jackson.
He held the wine glass, looked at Lillian, and said coldly, "She can't drink, I'll drink for her."
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