Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 201: William Thorne Steps In, Felix Crawford Arrives!

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: William Thorne Steps In, Felix Crawford Arrives!

In those past days, Lachlan Wyatt was used to seeing Iris Crawford’s dazzling appearance, but he forgot that behind the glamour, she was already covered in scars.

The scar on her stomach was from when she was kidnapped years ago.

The scar on her neck was from the second time she faced a knife.

The scar on her arm was from when she broke the car window to save Gia.

And now, the severed tendon on her wrist clearly told her that the wounds she’d suffered before wouldn’t disappear but would take on more frightening forms in her body and memory.

Iris Crawford is so beautiful, yet so shattered. Lachlan even felt that the woman before him might vanish into thin air the next moment.

The human world often can’t contain people with too sharp personalities. Geniuses and madmen are somewhat synonymous, and Iris Crawford was a madwoman going against public order and good customs, struggling alone on this path, faced with much ridicule and sarcasm.

But now, Lachlan had touched her scars, felt her pulse, as if to tell her, I’m with you on this journey.

His other hand gently embraced Iris, touching her head, letting her lean on him. Iris’s body went from initial stiffness to slowly closing her eyes in acceptance, resting her head on Lachlan’s shoulder.

Her right hand trembled slightly, as if constantly trying to connect with this world.

******

The next day, when Peach and the others went to the ward looking for Iris, they found Iris had disappeared, and Lachlan was gone too.

It was as if the two had simultaneously bid farewell to this world without a word, severing all contact. James Chesterton called but only received a short message from Lachlan telling them not to worry about searching. Seeing this, James sighed with the phone in hand, "I really hope Lachlan took Iris out to find a doctor for healing."

"Can’t be saved."

Peach sighed, standing at the empty doorway, saying in defeat, "I thought I was omnipotent, even fantasized about bringing the dead back to life one day, but... I still couldn’t save Birdie’s right hand."

Peach always felt her skills were divine, able to snatch people from the King of Hell, but even someone as skilled as her couldn’t save Birdie’s right hand, which was such a blow to Iris.

Iris’s dominant right hand was injured, and the whole firm fell into despair with her.

They felt useless. Despite having gone through so much with their comrades, protecting so many people, when it came to Iris, they couldn’t protect her at all.

Sarah Shaw, resting her chin on her hand, asked James, "Does anyone know where Birdie is?"

James shook his head, "No, if Lachlan doesn’t want us to find out, there’s absolutely no way we can."

"Aren’t you the top Red Guest?" Sarah said unwillingly, "How can you not find them?"

James immediately gritted his teeth and said, "You think Lachlan’s skill level is beneath mine?"

Sarah was stunned.

In her eyes, she only thought Lachlan was a cunning second-generation rich kid, but never imagined he possessed such skills.

He understood everything but pretended not to know anything. It had always been this way, observing from afar, aloof and detached.

However, now for Iris, he had leaped down from his lofty pedestal.

Nobody knew where Iris and Lachlan had gone. The evidence James and the others had against the Rowan Family had collected dust, as if the revenge plans had been put aside while they disappeared.

******

For what felt like the umpteenth time, Felix Crawford tapped at the keyboard on the desk, asking, "Has my mommy called?"

"You’ve asked so many times already, no."

Beside Felix was a boy a year or two older, holding a game controller, pressing buttons to choose a game. He glanced at Felix’s worried expression and said, "Don’t worry, with Uncle Lachlan with her, your mommy will be fine."

"It’s infuriating, infuriating." Felix, always a bit petty, was frustrated during the three or four months Iris was missing. Meanwhile, Evelyn Rowan was in the spotlight, marketing herself as the top socialite, attending banquets, posing with celebrities, captivating everyone’s attention, as if backed by an entertainment company. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about the proud and unruly heiress of the Crawford Family, with all the attention shifted to the Rowan Family’s eldest daughter.

Scrolling through news about Evelyn Rowan, Felix pouted, "Do you have a way to bully this Miss Rowan, Timothy Thorne?"

The boy called Timothy Thorne raised his eyebrows. If Felix’s eyes were striking heterochromatic lenses, then Timothy’s eyes were even more profound and restrained, not the typical Asian black, but rather a mysterious gray.

His eyelashes were long, and upon hearing Felix’s words, he grinned, "I was waiting for you to say that."

"Oh?" Felix also showed a mischievous smile uncharacteristic for a child, "Looks like you already have an idea?"

"Yes, seeing her so smug makes me uncomfortable too, especially since your mommy and my mommy are such good friends."

Timothy tossed aside the game controller, "There’s a banquet tonight, my parents told me Miss Rowan will attend, so why don’t you come with me?"

"But I don’t have an invitation. Showing up unannounced might embarrass your parents." Felix pointed to himself; not everyone knew of his existence, so even when high society held banquets and sent invitations to various families, they wouldn’t send one to a child like him.

"Nonono, did you forget who I am?"

Timothy raised a finger and waved it, "If I want you to get in, let’s see who dares to stop us!"

Sure enough, that night, Timothy, wearing a stylish suit, arrived with Felix at the Thorne Family’s house entrance, and as they entered, they heard his father shouting inside, "Mira Sawyer, what trap have you set up again?!"

Entering the room, I saw a girl about the same age as Timothy Thorne, wearing ripped jeans and a baseball cap, looking like a young adult, holding a tube of reagent in her hand, which was pitch-black, and saying, "Oh, it’s nothing. I just made a little explosive device..."

Felix Crawford stood at the door in a daze, staring at Mira Sawyer dumbfoundedly, then he asked, "Is this your sister?"

"We’re fraternal twins."

Timothy Thorne pointed at himself, "And I was thinking of introducing my sister to you. She’s the same age as me and likes chemistry..."

Felix Crawford shrank his neck, "I’m still so young, maybe not?"

"Childhood bonds need to be cultivated from now on, you know!"

Timothy Thorne spoke seriously, "If my sister gets coaxed away by some bad guy, I’d probably be furious. But if it’s you, I could turn a blind eye."

Seeing the unstable chemical liquid in Mira Sawyer’s hand, Felix Crawford immediately shook his head, "No, no, I better stay safe. Oh, good evening, Uncle William."

William Thorne was crouched on the floor, cleaning up the mess Mira Sawyer had made. He couldn’t lift his head, but upon hearing Felix Crawford’s voice, responded and then was startled as he jumped up from the floor, "Isn’t this Lachlan Wyatt’s son!"

Anne Sawyer was cooking in the kitchen and rushed out, "Oh my! It’s true, my future son-in-law! Come here, let Auntie have a look!"

Mira Sawyer held the test tube, tilted her head, and her child-like mixed-race face was cute and innocent, "Mommy, what’s a son-in-law?"

Felix Crawford was so scared that he stepped out of the Thorne family’s foyer door, chanting for Buddha’s help. He was only five years old and shouldn’t be bearing this, "Good evening, Uncle and Auntie. I’ve got the wrong house, I’ll be going home now."

"Stop!" Anne Sawyer said, "Don’t run! Timothy Thorne, grab him!"

Timothy Thorne pushed Felix Crawford right in front of his mommy, "Mommy, can Felix come along to the banquet tonight?"

Anne Sawyer stroked her chin with one hand and said, "It’s possible, but Mommy has talked about this with your Aunt Iris Crawford before, and she doesn’t want Felix exposed so soon. After all, only a few know about his existence..."

"I’m willing to be exposed."

Felix Crawford gripped his fingers and said, "Please take me with you, Aunt Anne."

For the first time, Anne Sawyer saw such determination in a child’s eyes, even more so than an adult’s, "Are you... planning to do something?"

"With Mommy gone these months, Evelyn Rowan is almost stepping on our heads." Felix Crawford looked up at Anne Sawyer, his eyes red, speaking openly, "I want to avenge my mommy!"

Anne Sawyer and William Thorne exchanged a glance.

William Thorne curled his lips, "You know, Fae Crawford, if it were other adults who heard you say such things, they definitely wouldn’t take you along, as it would cause them trouble."

Felix Crawford’s gaze dimmed.

William Thorne continued, "But you’re lucky to have met me and Aunt Anne."

Felix Crawford’s expression hadn’t had the time to change, when he saw William Thorne come forward, pick him up like he was lifting his son, so familiar, "Your Aunt Anne and I have been rebellious from young till now. You saying you want revenge makes us happy!"

Make a fuss, the bigger the better. William Thorne just loves a good spectacle.

Pinching Felix Crawford’s nose, William Thorne said, "Go to Timothy Thorne’s wardrobe and change into an outfit you like, once you’re ready, we’ll go out. While Lachlan Wyatt is away, I’ll be your godfather. If anyone dares bully you, just see how I give them hell."

After saying this, William Thorne picked Felix Crawford up, tossed him in the air, and caught him in his arms, then excitedly turned to Anne Sawyer, "Darling, let’s stir things up! Let’s stir things up!"

Why would William Thorne be so thrilled about Lachlan Wyatt’s son wanting to avenge Evelyn Rowan?

Maybe he’s had too many peaceful days and is itching for trouble! The excitement in him was like a soldier heading to battle!

Felix Crawford looked at Timothy Thorne with a rather speechless expression, as if to say, aren’t your parents a bit off?

Timothy Thorne suddenly covered his eyes with a slap, his father was a lunatic.

That night, at eight o’clock sharp, Ondale’s largest venue center hosted a lively elite banquet. The entrance was a parade of wealthy elites and prominent celebrities and political figures, top talents from all industries. William Thorne’s family was invited too, and they brought their children.

When they appeared, all eyes were drawn to them; originally, thought Thorne family would bring their twins, but upon closer look, everyone realized William Thorne and Anne Sawyer were holding two boys.

Some aristocratic women whispered, "Who is this child?"

"Haven’t seen him before... He seems quite good-looking."

"Is he wearing beauty lenses? His eye color is different."

"Doesn’t seem like there’s a second boy in the Thorne family..."

While everyone was gossiping, Evelyn Rowan also curiously looked over. The next second, her face completely changed!

This... this Lachlan Wyatt’s illegitimate child, how could William Thorne bring him to this place!

It was as if he received Evelyn Rowan’s gaze, the originally pretending-to-be-cute Felix Crawford lifted his head, across the crowd, directly locked eyes with Evelyn Rowan, then the five-year-old boy actually smirked coldly and tilted his head.

He’s here to collect the debt for his mommy!