Chapter 84: Chapter 84

"Now everyone knows Ethan Sterling would resort to blowing up a building for you. Who would dare to challenge his limits?" Jonathan Redgrave patted Mia Redgrave’s head, sat down beside her, and began, "Get some sleep, forget what happened today, study well, and don’t tell anyone about what happened today."

Jonathan’s words gave Seraphina Redgrave a sense of security. She calmed down and lay back under the covers.

Jonathan tucked her in, then walked out with Lena Lynch.

Mia closed her eyes, her fingers clutching the bedsheet so tightly that her knuckles turned white. No matter how much she wanted to forget, all she could think of was that familiar blood-stained white dress in Ethan Sterling’s arms.

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Seraphina was awakened by the heat, opening her eyes to feel Ethan Sterling wrapped around her, almost suffocating her.

She didn’t understand how Ethan, at twenty-five, still had the habit of holding onto something in his sleep, as if wanting to keep her by his side forever.

She moved slightly, only to be held tighter.

Ethan lazily smoked, his eyes devoid of the chilling bloodthirsty intent, only filled with groggy confusion. He rubbed against Seraphina’s hair, taking a deep breath.

Ethan’s voice was hoarse with sleep, showing no intention of releasing Seraphina, keeping her locked in his embrace, motionless.

No one knows how long it was before Ethan finally woke up and let go.

After freshening up, Ethan grabbed Seraphina’s wrist and led her out, afraid she might get lost.

At the dining table, Seraphina could already smell the aroma of food. The table was filled with dishes.

"Young Master Sterling, Miss, you may dine now."

Two maids stood respectfully beside the dining table, speaking courteously.

Watching Ethan hold onto Seraphina’s wrist, they both smiled happily.

Nanny Lynch and Granny Coleman smile so happily, is it really okay...

Ethan always talked about breaking their legs or tying them up without food, yet he still found the mind to watch them fall in love. This is quite something.

Seraphina was led to the table by Ethan, who sat opposite her, picked up the milk by the side, and raised an eyebrow, seemingly recalling something, looking up at Seraphina: "Why aren’t you eating like before?"

Seraphina naturally knew what Ethan was referring to, still remembering how she used to act crazy.

Unwilling to reminisce about that embarrassing past, Seraphina quietly picked up a piece of bread and ate it normally.

As the two were eating, they suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

Seraphina turned her head and saw Nathan Ayers walking in with a stack of documents, lowering his head to Ethan: "Young Master Sterling, I’ve prepared everything."

When he finished speaking, a resident ID appeared in front of Seraphina.

She picked it up, examining it closely, marked with the address of Hibiscus Garden, her birthdate, and... Sylvia Shaw’s name.

"So fast," Seraphina couldn’t help but marvel.

Even though it was no different from her previous fake.

"Yes, this identity is genuine and valid," Nathan added.

Seraphina placed the bread on the plate in front of her, bringing the ID closer, looking at her photo on it.

"Why, isn’t this the name you chose yourself? Don’t want it?"

Ethan interrupted lightly, seeing Seraphina immersed in the ID.

"Seraphina Redgrave, Sylvia Shaw, they’re just codenames. It makes no difference to me; no one knows my original surname or name."

Seraphina didn’t care at all.

She’d been abandoned, never met her family, so her name didn’t matter.

She was just thinking, she finally was no longer a phantom on the registry.

Ethan no longer looked at her, lowering his head to eat.

"Also, Sovereign College has already accepted Miss Redgrave’s application. It’s a junior standing. Miss Redgrave was in the restricted zone for three years. Studying will certainly..." Nathan didn’t finish, just assuring, "But I’ve made all the preparations. Miss Redgrave’s exams will never fail, don’t worry."

This was preparation to cheat for her.

Seraphina understood, in Ethan and Nathan’s eyes, her going to university was just experiencing life. She’d spent three years in the restricted zone; what could she learn?

She didn’t appreciate Nathan’s diligence in this regard, but she knew she wasn’t going to Sovereign College for knowledge.

"Right, Miss Redgrave also has to choose a major. Here is all the information from Sovereign College."

Nathan respectfully presented the documents.

Seraphina took it, glancing through and could see that Sovereign University indeed offered many majors, with detailed introductions and even difficulty analysis.

"Which one do you want to go to?"

Ethan looked at Seraphina.

Seraphina herself didn’t know.

Feeling a bit troubled, Seraphina eventually asked: "What kind of professional knowledge is needed to turn the restricted zone into a normal city?"

Hearing this, Nathan was stunned.

Ethan’s expression changed as well, observing Seraphina’s earnest expression and clear eyes, he smirked: "What is it? Middle school syndrome acting up?"

Had the audacity to dream of changing the restricted zone.

Seraphina didn’t laugh, sitting still, her face devoid of expression.

"Country Z now has the most advanced elite system; why let those without ability survive?" Ethan slowly spoke.

Such words, everyone in the restricted zone spoke dejectedly.

People in the zone said it, outsiders said it, Ethan said it.

No one thought it was wrong, as if people in the restricted zone were born without human rights, should quietly die, not waste resources.

Everyone thought it was only natural, without considering those were lives.

Noticing Seraphina’s gaze turn cold after he finished speaking.

"Ha, you think I’m not as grand as saving humanity like you, so you look down on me?"

She just couldn’t understand such a justified reason, nor was willing to accept it.

"Survival of the fittest," Ethan put down his cup, looking into Seraphina’s eyes, his voice deep, "You spent three years in the restricted zone; it’s normal to sympathize with them, but remember, you are not that kind of trash. You don’t need to save them, just live well."

It seemed invincible Ethan had already bowed to the rules of this country too.

Seraphina looked at Ethan, he was indeed excessively handsome, with cold, sharp features, his eyes revealing bloodlust.

Ethan couldn’t understand her at all.

So few could relate to her in this world.

Survival of the fittest?

She refused to believe it!

She already had a definite idea and formed worldview in her heart, yet she looked at Ethan’s eyes with a soft obedience, as if persuaded by his few words: "Okay, I won’t say such things again."