Bella and Hank were of the same age. When he said that he 'didn't have a daughter', it meant he regarded Sara as being young enough to be his daughter, which impliedly meant that Hank was already old enough to be her father at his age.
Bella let out a cough. His desire for clarifying himself was very strong, "Master, that's not what I meant. What I'm saying is that I've never encountered any young lady at Miss Martin's age. Although Freya was at the same age as Miss Martin, she tends to avoid me whenever she sees me so I really have no idea..."
Hank's gaze still looked gloomy.
Hence, Bella could tell that Hank wasn't convinced. He mustered up his courage to continue speaking, "However, if we use Freya as a reference, young girls at her age hate being controlled. They tend to be self-centred... and they like idols and celebrities or something like that..."
Hank raised his eyebrows, "Is there any idols or celebrities that Sara likes?"
Bella was wordless. He was thinking, "Master, what does the look on your face mean! You look as if you'd kill that person immediately if I was to say out his name!"
"No, of course not." Bella said. "Miss Martin is a well-behaved young girl. She spend all her time studying."
Hank clicked his tongue, "I told her I wanted to buy her some clothes but she refused. Young girls are really troublesome."
It was so difficult to make her smile.
It was too problematic to raise a daughter.
Bella couldn't help but said, "Master, if you feel annoyed, you can stop taking care of her. I think Master Simon would be happy to take over the task."
Hank looked at Bella coldly.
Bella slapped himself in the face and muttered, "I crossed the line."
Hank concluded, "Young girls are too fussy and difficult to take care of."
Bella didn't reply. He thought, "You seemed to enjoy it."
Sara just finished a chapter of her book. When she was about to revise on pharmacological knowledge, her phone suddenly vibrated.
It was a WhatsApp message.
Sara had very few contacts on her WhatsApp. She picked it up and checked curiously, it was from William. There was nothing in the message except a single link.
Sara clicked the link and saw a title coloured in red - The Illegitimate Daughter Had A Sugar Daddy, Being Escorted Around In A Luxury Car Worth Millions Of Dollars!
Once Sara saw the words 'illegitimate daughter', she lost the desire to read further. However, she still scrolled down.
The writer had certainly used very harsh descriptors. The article was censored because of rude words and it attached two pictures.
One of the pictures was when she was eating in the canteen with Alex and Freya. The other one was taken when she was opening the door of the car.
The writer made an introduction about Sara's "identity". The writer then went on to analyze the clothes she was wearing and the value of the car and reached a conclusion, the six-figure luxury clothing and million-dollar car, she was a kept woman.
What logic was that.
Beside, people were saying that she seduced Alex.
There was almost no one dared to approach Alex, but there were a lot of girls who were crazy for him. Now that Alex was with a coquettish woman, of course it would drive them nuts. They couldn't wait to curse Sara's ancestors.
Sara continued reading the comments.
"What I want to know is, how did a person like her get into our school? Isn't it a noble school?"
"She must have gotten in by connections. Don't be misled by her plain looks. Some people may look innocent, but they're completely different in a man's bed."
"Oh! Why would Alex talk to her? A b*tch like her didn't deserve it! She is a f*cking a*shole!"
"Please, I'm begging. Please write a formal letter to get rid of this illegitimate daughter! Get out of Scrollania College and I'll thank everyone in the Martin family!"
"You are too over. The illegitimate daughter's elder sister is a nice girl. However, she's too nice, always tolerant toward the illegitimate daughter."
**! Get out of Scrollania College! We don't accept someone who's got a sugar daddy!"
"Were the comments too harsh so that it was censored? I'll add one more. Please, go back to where you came from, you illegitimate daughter."
"To be honest, I couldn't even bear to buy the clothes she was wearing!"
"plus me."
"plus me too."
"plus us."
"plus 1000 people!"
"plus 2000 people!"
"plus 3000 people!"
Sara pursed her lips.
In fact, she still felt a little sad.
"What're you looking at?" Hank's voice suddenly came behind her. Sara was startled, she nearly dropped her phone. Yet, Hank held her waist and took away her phone.
Hank read the contents on the screen and asked, "What are they talking about?"
Sara forced a smile and replied, "They didn't say anything wrong actually."
Hank and Sara did not have any documentation to support the validity of their marriage. Hence, instead of saying that they were married, Hank was more like a sugar daddy to Sara.
Thus, those people weren't wrong.
That was why Sara was upset.
In the past, regardless of what people said, she managed to comfort herself as it wasn't true. Hence, the malice had nothing to do with her. But that time... she couldn't that.
She was indeed a kept woman.
Hank threw her old phone aside and hugged Sara's tiny waist from behind. He leaned his chin on her shoulder and whispered, "Are you upset?"
Sara thought for a moment and nodded.
She didn't want to lie.
He whispered into her ear, "Hmm... what about I disclose our relationship to the public later?"
His voice sounded like the lowest note on the cello. It was seductive. Sara felt her ears were blushing. She didn't get tricked, in fact, she was shocked. She couldn't help raising her voice, "No!"
Hank frowned. There was a hint of malice in his eyes. However, he was still smiling as he asked, "Why? Are you ashamed of me?"
She bit her lower lip and didn't say a word.
Hank's body was getting colder, so were his eyes. He sneered, letting go of Sara. Sure enough, no one would want to stay by his side. He thought.
If it was exposed to the public, how would she lead a normal life in the far future?
After all, no one would want to get involved with those who had been together with Hank, even after he was dead.
All his long-suppressed anger was coming back, tinged with madness.
His black eyes were showing a little bit of red color. He moved his fingers and thought, "Since she wasn't being obedient, I should destroy her."
If she died, he would bury her in a beautiful place. He would get to visit her every year and every month. It was quite good.
Only the dead would be completely obedient.