Chapter 67 Torture You Alive


    When James arrived at school, he was absent-minded in his seat. Charles came over and asked, "Hey,


    where is my sister-inw?"


    "She''s sick and at home." Replied James casually.


    "Oh, what''s wrong with you? She is sick. Why do you stille to school? Besides, youe to


    school just to sleep in another ce. Are you sure you don''t want to go back to take care of her?"


    Charles shook his head. As his good friend, he had the obligation to help him grasp his own happiness.


    "No need." James was still angry and tried to hide his emotions.


    "What''s wrong with you two? How about I take care of her for you? I don''t want to have ss now


    anyway." Charles stood up and wanted to leave.


    "Sit down. It''s none of your business." After pulling Charles back to his seat, James stood up and ran


    out of the ssroom.


    Seeing him walk away, a smile of triumph appeared on Charles''s face.


    "Hello, Charles. Do you mean Shirl is sick?" Oliver, who was in the other group, came and asked.


    ''Oh, it''s amazing. Is he familiar with me? How could this guy talk to me for my sister-inw?''


    Charles''s face changed and said impatiently, "It''s none of your business whether His Highness''s


    fiancee is sick or not."


    He spoke in a louder voice, and the whole ssroom turned around to look at the two handsome men.


    Others also captured the information from this sentence.


    That was to say, Shirley was sick. Should they celebrate? The girls in the ssroom were crazily


    proud.


    Lisa stretched out her head and looked over. It seemed that Charles was talking to Oliver just now.


    It turned out that he really had a crush on Shirl, so he cared about her so much. ''Well, Lisa, let it go.


    You can have anything you want in your life. It''s just a boy. You will meet someone better. Don''t lose a


    good friend for a boy.''


    Lisa turned around and said to Charles, "Hello, my brother Charles. Is Shirl really sick? Shall we go to


    see her? "


    "I do want to go, but I''m afraid that Jim won''t let us enter the sacred pce today, even though we are


    still neighbors, ha ha."


    "Well, I hope Shirl can recover soon." Lisa prayed to herself.


    Connie, who was sitting at the same table, was very happy to hear them talking about this. She


    hummed a tune and fiddled with her bright nails.


    Behind the crowd, the young man with silver hair was sitting with legs crossed on the desk, listening to


    all the discussions with his eyes closed and arms crossed.


    He got the information he wanted.


    Oliver''s face turned pale after got yelled at. He picked up a book and read it, ignoring him. He was just


    asking for an insult.


    Later, there was a noise outside the ssroom. Everyone widened their eyes and craned their necks to


    look out.


    "Look, everyone. It''s Justin. He''s back for ss. Wow, he''s more handsome than before."


    "He''s always so handsome, okay?


    He had brown hair, a pair of enchanting eyes, a slender figure, and wore a clean school uniform. He


    walked towards them step by step, surrounded by all kinds of girls who were osting him.


    This feeling was different from before. Justin had changed from an unknown person to the heir of the


    Lu Family. Many girls flocked to him.


    As soon as he entered the ssroom, the atmosphere in the ssroom was heated up. As usual,


    Justin walked to his seat and habitually looked at the seat behind him.


    ''Why is it empty? Where is she?''


    Justin remained silent and sat down quietly. He took out the book in his schoolbag and was about to


    have ss.


    From time to time, there were girls looking at him with admiration, but he chose to ignore them.


    The teacher came in and began to give lessons. Justin tore a piece of paper, rolled it into a ball and


    threw it directly to Lisa.


    Lisa, who was listening carefully, was hit on the forehead. "Ah!"


    A scream broke out in the ssroom.


    "Miss Lisa, what''s wrong with you?" The teacher asked with concern. All the people from the four


    families in the ssroom were the special focus of the teachers.


    "Well, nothing. Miss, please go on with your ss." Lisa frowned and said with a fake smile.


    Then she picked up the paper ball that hit her head.


    When she opened it, she saw the words on it, "Where is Emi? Why doesn''t shee to ss?"


    "Humph! You are following Shirl all day long. I heard that she is sick and resting at home, so she


    doesn''te to ss. But I always hear you call her Emi. Is this her nickname?"


    Whoosh!


    Another paper ball was thrown from Lisa to Justin. This time, she hit his nose. After all, she was good


    at projection.


    Justin rubbed his nose and red at Lisa. Then he picked up the note and looked at it, "How dare you


    say I''m a follower?"


    He cursed in his mind, picked up his pen and drew a pig''s head on it. Then he wrote, "Why should I tell


    you, fake boy?"


    With a whoosh sound, Justin threw away the note and began to worry about Emi. How could she get


    sick so soon? She used to be in good health.


    After getting the note, Lisa clenched her fists and almost died of anger.


    Then there were notes flying back and forth above their heads.


    Atst, Justin added, "Aren''t you tired of throwing the note like this?"


    "I''m not tired. If you are, give me your number."


    After a few seconds, Justin gave her his phone number and the two began to scold each other on the


    phone.


    In the Royal Pce.


    The magnificent castle was shining in the warm sun, and the sunlight sprinkled into the window of the


    bedroom on the second floor. On the bed, Emily frowned and opened her eyes.


    How long had she slept? She felt dizzy and painful. The people in front of her ovepped, as if there


    were many shadows moving around.


    "Shirl, are you awake? Are you okay? Your fever seems to be almost gone. " The queen sat on the


    edge of the bed with concern and touched her forehead.


    "Mother, why am I here? Am I sick?"


    "You have caught a cold, don''t you know?" The queen said painfully.


    Emily touched her forehead and thought carefully. She remembered taking a showerst night. After


    that, the door couldn''t be opened and she slept there all night.


    She didn''t expect that she was sick. She widened her eyes and looked at the bathroom door. The door


    was open now, and there was a key on it. Someone opened it.


    Well, why was she so unlucky? Why couldn''t she open it?


    "Mother, I''m sorry. I didn''t take good care of myself." Emily lowered her head and said guiltily. She was


    a little embarrassed that the queen took care of her in person.


    But why did she always feel that there was something wrong? How could the royal door be so easy to


    break? Was there someone entered her room yesterday and deliberately locked her inside?


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    On second thought, Emily soon targeted Fiona, but she would naturally figure out whether it was true or


    not.


    "Silly girl, don''t you want to sleep in the same room with James?" The queen asked after hesitating for


    a moment.


    "No, I don''t want to sleep with him." On this question, Emily was very sure of her answer.


    "Well, in fact, James doesn''t sleep at home at night. You can just upy his room at ease."


    "Didn''t hee backst night?" Emily knew nothing about what happenedst night. She was in a


    daze and had never felt when James came back to her and leave.


    "Yes, he came back to pick you up to school this morning. He found that you were in aa in the


    bathroom."


    "Oh, I see." Emily was lost in thought. She looked down and found that she was wearing pajamas


    instead of a night robe. What happened?


    ''Is it possible that he took advantage of me just because I was sick?''


    "Do you feel better? You need to have an intravenous drip for a while. Have a good rest. I''ll go


    downstairs to make porridge and soup for you."


    "Thank you, mother. You are so kind to me. Thank you." Emily kissed the queen on her beautiful face.


    The queen went downstairs happily, leaving her only two servants to take care of her in the room.


    "Daisy, Jane, did anyone enter my room when I took a shower yesterday?"


    "No, Miss Shirley." Daisy and Jane''s faces changed and immediately returned to normal. They


    answered in a trembling voice.


    "Oh, really?" Emily swallowed and couldn''t believe it. They acted so nervous. It was obvious that they


    were lying. They wanted to deceive such a cunning person as her. It was impossible. Don''t forget that


    she was going to be the modern version of Holmes.


    "Yes, Miss Shirley. You were taking a shower yesterday with the door closed. We didn''t go back to rest


    until twelve o''clock."


    "Well, you can go out now." Emily didn''t rely on getting any more information from them. She would


    definitely find it out.


    After a while, the door was opened again. It was actually James.


    He was wearing a dark purple noble shirt and ck pencil pants. He looked particrly enchanting


    today, at least that was what Emily felt.


    He strode over, asked someone to move a sofa chair to her bedside and sat down.


    "By the way, why are you here? Didn''t you go to ss?" Emily''s lips were pale, and the strength of her


    shouting at James was reduced a lot.


    Should he be proud that this girl finally couldn''t fight with him?


    "Yes, I did. But I''m back. I want toe back to see if you have died of illness."


    "James, if you don''t curse me, will you die? Do you want me to die?" Hearing this, Emily was furious.


    How much he hoped that she would die?


    "Yes." James nodded.


    "But I won''t. I want to live well and slowly torture you, ha ha." Emily said with a snicker.