As I scrolled further down my contacts, I found another entry labeled "Mr. Jill."
Did he have two numbers?
I was stunned for a moment before suddenly recalling who the contact labeled "Dad" belonged to.
A black car stopped in front of me.
I looked up to see a Porsche at the hospital entrance.
The window rolled down, revealing a face that had a bit of a rogue charm.
"Come on, Mr. Jill is here to take you home."
After getting into the car, I angrily changed the contact name in my phone to Miles Newton.
Miles observed everything but only smiled.
The Newton family had close ties with the Jill Family, yet Miles never got along with the two Jill brothers.
Although I was just raised by Mrs. Jill, I couldn't escape the consequences.
Not long ago, I was kidnapped by Miles. He used me to threaten Noah.
“Get down on your knees and bow three times and I’ll let you go.”
When Noah heard I was kidnapped, his tone didn’t show any emotion.
“After you collect the ransom, remember to bury her far away.” After saying this, he blocked Miles.
I stared at Miles for two days and no one from the Jill Family came to help me.
In those two days, I ate two roasted chickens and five pig's trotters, thinking that if I were to die, I might as well die full.
Miles clicked his tongue. “Well, after raising you for over ten years, even a dog would have some reaction.”
After I finished eating, I looked at him nervously. “Um…can I just be euthanized?” I heard that it wouldn’t hurt.
Miles took my phone, played around with it for a bit and then gave it back to me with his contact information saved.
He even changed his name in my contacts to “Dad.”
Since I was Noah and Yale's sister, this arrangement sort of allowed me to benefit from them.
“From now on, when you’re around Noah and Yale, you have to call me ‘Brother.’”
It was just out of a childish sense of revenge, as if this would make Yale and Noah feel uncomfortable.
I quietly sighed.
Forget about calling him brother.
Even if I called him Dad, they wouldn’t look at me properly, nor would they have any reaction.
Miles didn't kill me and even sent me home.
Just like now.
I felt a bit teary-eyed and, as I got out of the car, I sincerely complimented him, “Actually, you’re quite a nice person.”
I sniffed and asked him, “Do you want to come over to the Jill Family for a visit?”
While I was talking to Miles, he kept looking behind me, his gaze a bit frightening.