Chapter 1678

‘‘If it weren’t for the fact that Lara has tried to get rid of someone who’s out of her league this time
around, would she end up in such misery? ‘Since she had the guts to do it, she’ll have to face the
consequences"

Daisie looked at her.

"Lara deserves everything that she’s gotten herself into recently.However, she’s already suffered an
accident, but everyone is still taunting her for the retribution.Don’t you think it’s a little sad?"

Freyja was surprised.

"You...Do you think she is pitiful?"

"This has nothing to do with whether she’s pitiful or not.I just think that the action of attributing the
difficulties that kind people or bad people encounter in life to fate or retribution is a manifestation of our
incompetency as humans.

"Let’s say a person bullied you, you were insulted and beaten by them, and one day in the future, the
person died or suffered from some accident or disease.We’ll happily claim that retribution is doing its
job, and we’ll feel reconciled and gleeful because of that.But is that really retribution? In fact, that’s the
behavior of someone weak and timid."

Daisie supported her head with both hands.

"When she was in power, those she oppressed because they were too weak or powerless to resist
could only regard the disaster inflicted upon her as a form of revenge.So, even if all this didn’t happen
because of me, if someone that she had bullied in the past were to have stood up against her, if
someone were to have tried to stop her, she wouldn’t have been able to do that to more victims."



Freyja suddenly laughed.

"Not everyone is like you, born with the confidence to go against her.In Yaramoor, when the Reeses
were in power, even the police wouldn't intervene with such petty matters.How do you expect them to
fight back?"

Daisie turned her head away and pouted.

"But the citizens of Yaramoor have the right to speak your voice and demonstrate your demands.So if
there was enough noise spreading through the whole country, I don't think the Reeses would be able to
keep things under a cloak for as long as they did.One stick can be broken relatively easily, but it's a
different story when you have ten sticks bundled together.So when one person can’t do anything about
the Reeses, gather everyone up and form a group of people.

With that, how will the Reeses deal with the rise of the people? "The world isn’t perfect.But when hope
is even wiped out, that’s when it’s really sad."

Freyja took a deep breath.She finally understood why Nollace wanted to protect Daisie.

Because not many people could keep their original selves so perfectly, they either became extremely
vicious, resentful of others or even aggravated because they were unsatisfactory.

Everyone had different ideas and experiences, so how could we generalize everything in the world?
She was just expressing her personal opinions.

She had resisted, and Lara suffered because of her resistance, but she would not taunt Lara for what
happened to her.

Because she thought Lara had already paid the price, it was unnecessary.



Not to mention her disfigurement, coupled with her father’s death, which also hurt her in unimaginable
ways.

Thus, the people who taunted her were no different from who she was when she chose to do the same
to others in the first place.

At the end of the course, Daisie walked out of the academic building with her book in her arms.

A car parked not far away looked somewhat familiar, but she knew that it was not Nollace’s car.

The suspense went on and on until Ken lowered the car window, smiled, and waved at her.

Daisie took a deep breath.

Ever since she got to know what Ken had done, she had been rather indifferent toward him.

‘Freyja must’ve suffered a lot to have such a brother"

Freyja exited the lecture hall and stopped abruptly behind Daisie.Her expression dimmed a little upon
seeing Ken.

"What are you doing here?"

Ken put his elbow that was resting on the window sill and smiled.

"Can't I come to your college to visit you, my sister?"

Freyja did not speak.

Ken passed her and glanced at Daisie.

"Mother asked you to bring your best friend home for a meal."



Freyja was dumbfounded for a moment and could not help but tighten her fists that were resting beside
her.

Ken directly ignored Freyja, who was hesitating.

"Ms.Vanderbilt, what do you think?"

Daisie looked at Freyja, who lowered her head and kept quiet throughout the whole conversation and
wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

"Yes."

"Daisie..."

Freyja looked at her in surprise.

It was not that she did not know the purpose behind the meal— that was why she would rather Daisie
reject the invitation.


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