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Chapter 154 Returning to Los Angeles

She choked with s*bs, and the atmosphere was tense.

William completely loosened his grip, and there was disbelief in his eyes. He said sharply and angrily, “Do you know what you’re talking about?”

Cierra stared at him with reddened eyes before turning around again without looking back.

She didn’t know why she said that, but she felt sad when she thought of William’s ‘Cierra Boyle.’ Others could call her whatever they wanted, and she diven cry when they called her an orphan.

But how could he do that? She had already returned to the Barton family…

She was not surnamed Boyle.

Without changing her clothes, she stumbled out in her chef’s uniform.

Fortunately, it was still time for dinner, and only a few people were there. No one saw it.

The evening wind blew, and the air outside the room cooled Cierra’s brain.

She sniffed and remembered that her car had been borrowed by Ryan.

The L’Opera Restaurant was located in the suburbs, so it was inconvenient for her to take a taxi. At this time, if she wanted to leave, she could only call Harold and ask William behind her.

But he had gone too far, and she would not give in. Wouldn’t it be too embarrassing to turn back.

now…

Cierra clutched his phone with a conflicted expression. He wondered if he should call his Harold or stay in L’Opera Restaurant. After all, there were spare rooms in the kitchen. As long as she mentioned it, Freddy would give one room to her.

Just as she was hesitating, in a car not far away, the man in the driver’s seat suddenly widened his

eyes and pointed at the window.

“What the f**k, Draven! Is that Cici? Why is she crying? Which bas*ard made her cry? I have to ask

him and beat him!”

Ryan cursed. Just as he was about to turn off the engine and get out of the car, he suddenly stopped.

In the car’s back seat, Draven, leaning against the back seat, also narrowed his eyes and stopped holding the door handle.

On the other side, just as Cierra unlocked her phone and wondered if she should call Harold, a helpless cough suddenly came from behind him.

“Are you still angry?”

The familiar casual voice made Cierra’s body stiffen. Her sadness had disappeared, and she was in a mess. Now that she heard the voice of William, she suddenly felt wrong again.

She did not say a word. She lowered her head and felt terrible as she poked her phone aimlessly.

Although she had no intention of replying to William, she didn’t run away in anger as she did in L’Opera Restaurant.

William sighed softly. “Alas, if you don’t want to go home, I’ll go alone.”

Cierra continued to ignore him, biting her lips with her back facing him.

She admitted that she had gone too far tonight, but that was because he had provoked her first. At worst, she could stay in L’Opera Restaurant for two days. If she really couldn’t handle Dr. Charles, she could apologize to him.

Anyway, she didn’t want to talk to him at all!

“Excuse me. You’re in my way.”

Behind him, before William could leave, a lazy voice sounded again.

Cierra was also enraged by her words. “It’s not your car!”

Cierra deliberately raised her head with the flowers in her arms and said, “Don’t you think so? I told you I was going home, but you asked me to leave quickly. I asked you to send me home, but you still take it out on me. Aren’t you disgusted with me?”

“I…”

Just as William was about to explain, he was interrupted by Cierra.

She sniffed and said, “I know because Mom has been in poor health since I was lost, and Dad has always cared about her.

“They don’t have the mood or energy to care about you. No one even knows that you have a fever. If it weren’t for Jaquan, who raised you up, you might not have had a chance to find me. You don’t want to go home because Mom and Dad always ignore you. If you don’t want to see them, you must hate me, who made Mom sick. It’s natural for you to hate me.”

She lowered her head and wiped her face. Her voice was choked with s*bs, and she looked very

pitiful.

It gave William a headache and a sense of helplessness.

He didn’t want to return to the Barton family because he had been neglected. It was because no one or thing could cure an incomplete childhood in the long years that followed.

He might know he was willful and childish, but he had never received an apology.

Even though his parents and brother had persuaded him to go back year after year, saying they already knew they were wrong, they still lowered their heads and gave him a way out. They told him that the family should not make the relationship so stiff.

But he couldn’t see them and didn’t want to pretend there was no estrangement between them.

But now, it was not a matter of whether he could return. He didn’t know why Cierra had such thoughts, so he had to agree.

“Cici, can you stop crying? I promise you. I’ll send you back!”

His tone was slightly anxious, but he could only patiently coax her. “I have never hated you, let alone disliked you. You are our only sister. I won’t hate you even if I hate Harold. You listen to some stories. Don’t you know how I usually treat you? Huh?”

Cierra still didn’t raise her head. “Are you willing to go home with me? Back to Los Angeles?”