People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

The girl quickly threw down her flashlight and rushed forward.

Her little hands nervously searched and examined Suren's arms and body, her voice anxious:

"Suren! What happened to your clothes?!"

"So many mouths, you're bleeding? Where did you go? Did you encounter a powerful demon? Did that bastard Dante abandon you?!"

Suren looked at the anxious girl in front of her, a smile playing on her lips.

This is Patty, sharp-tongued but kind-hearted, the person who cares about him most in the world besides Lady and Trish.

Oh, and Dante too.

"Stop! Stop! Don't touch it anymore, or you'll have to pay!"

Suren held Patty's small hand. "Don't worry, it's just a superficial injury. It's already healed."

"TOLL?!"

Patty pinched Suren's arm hard, as if her hair had been pricked up. "You're someone I picked up from the trash can, what haven't you seen? When I hugged you, you were still..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Suren felt a headache coming on when she heard her rambling again, so she quickly handed her the pizza box, saying, "Here you go, your big meal."

"Pizza again?! Can't you come up with something new?"

Patty was interrupted from casting a spell. She pouted, skillfully opened the box, smelled the rich aroma of cheese, and her stomach growled.

"Don't you get tired of eating this kind of junk food made with flour and cheap cheese since you were a kid...?"

Patty muttered to herself as she picked up a slice of stretchy pizza: "Hmph, I'll reluctantly eat two slices this time."

Suren watched as her furrowed brows finally relaxed, and she was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Suren, you're someone I picked up; you're my private property."

Patty, biting into her pizza, mumbled a lecture, "From now on, any injury you get must be approved by me, you hear me...?"

However, before she could finish speaking, her chewing motion suddenly froze.

A little girl in a dress with fair skin floated into the office from behind Suren. Her innocent, large eyes were fixed on the pizza in Patty's hand.

Seeing this, Suren sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

It’s over.

He was so focused on dealing with Patty that he forgot to get Alessa back into his body.

The next second, a high-pitched scream powerful enough to lift the roof off came from Patty's mouth:

"Suren!!!"

"You've been missing for so many days, so you were out raising a child?!"

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm going to tell Lady and Aunt Trish! I'll have Aunt Lady blow you up with a rocket launcher, you heartless bastard!"

Suren: "???"

……

An hour later.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The electricity bill has been paid by Su Lun.

The lights came on, but his wallet was empty. He was curious how his uncle Dante could have accumulated such a large electricity bill.

The television was turned back on, and the evening news was being rebroadcast.

"...According to this station's report, a teenager recently died suddenly in his sleep on Elm Street. The police have not yet determined the cause..."

"...Several self-driving tourists have gone missing in the eastern region. Police are reminding citizens to be vigilant..."

Aresa was being held by Patty, sitting on the sofa, eating a pizza in small bites.

Having lived in Silent Hill for so many years, she had never eaten such delicious food.

Patty had completely forgotten about the previous topic of the illegitimate daughter.

She looked at the obedient Alessa in her arms with overflowing maternal love, her eyes red-rimmed: "Suren, how could those people treat a little girl like that?!"

After she finished speaking, she gently patted Aresa's head.

"..."

Suren, leaning against the table, watched this scene with a slight speechlessness.

Aresa, you are the ruthless ruler of Silent Hill, how could you be bribed with just a little food?

If you had told me earlier that you could kidnap someone by offering them food, you would have succeeded.

Suren dragged over a chair, sat back in it, and asked, "By the way, why did you suddenly take leave and come back this time?"

Hearing this, Patty, who was immersed in maternal love, paused.

She suddenly became a little hesitant, her eyes darting around: "Well... it's nothing, I just wanted to come back and visit."

Suren raised an eyebrow and looked her up and down: "Are you not available these days?"

"It's inconvenient for you!"

Enraged, Patty grabbed the empty pizza box from the table and threw it at Suren.

"The school is about to have spring break, and this weekend, a few of my classmates and I have made plans to go on a trip together."

Patty spoke while looking forward to the upcoming holiday.

Spring break is a special holiday around Easter, usually lasting about a week.

For students who have been burdened by academic pressure for a long time, this not only represents a time for rest, but also a carnival season full of sunshine, beaches and travel.

Suren caught the box steadily and nodded: "I have no money."

"Who asked you for money?"

Patty rolled her eyes at him, raised her chin, and snorted, "You could work for ten lifetimes and still not be as rich as me."

Suren couldn't refute this point.

Patty's background is unusual, but her experiences are even more bizarre.

Due to family reasons, she grew up in an orphanage. Because she shared the same name as the heir of a wealthy family, that family came to her door and used her as a shield.

Afterwards, the heir to the wealthy family gave her a large sum of money as compensation to express his gratitude.

It's unclear exactly how many Surens were involved, but when Dante mentioned it, he drooled and said, "That's enough for me to take ten lifetimes of baths on pizza in the firm."

"I'm asking you, are you going or not?"

Patty seemed to have another purpose, saying to herself, "We'll be traveling along that beautiful East 9 Highway. I've heard the scenery there is amazing, and there are lots of rural legends..."

East Route 9? What kind of place is that?

"That sounds great."

Suren nodded.

Patty's smile froze halfway through when she heard this, because of Suren's second half of the sentence.

"I'm not going."

He took out his phone and started browsing the news.

What's the point of going to a party like this with little kids?

Although he is a few years younger than Patty in terms of physical age, he can't shake off his old-fashioned demeanor.

"you!"

Seeing Suren's decisive refusal, Patty puffed out her cheeks in anger. She looked down at Alessa in her arms, trying to find an ally:

"Alessa, do you want to come with me? It's a lot of fun there, with sunshine, grass, and lots of delicious food."

Alessa, who was quietly enjoying her food, suddenly stopped.

She looked up at Patty, who was looking at her expectantly, and then at Suren, who was scrolling through her phone across from her.

This is a scenario where someone is handed over from a loved one to a stranger and then taken somewhere...

It's as if she's been through it all.

Just like when I was handed over to my aunt by my mother, and was eventually sent to the stake.

Yes, Chrisbella is the older sister of Alessa's biological mother, Dalia, making her Alessa's aunt.

It's hard to imagine that a person could be so cruel.

"don't want……"

Aresa's pupils contracted instantly, and her face turned pale.

A suppressed dark power suddenly emanated from her petite body.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The lights that had just been turned on in the office suddenly started flickering, the temperature in the room plummeted, and even streaks of rust appeared on the walls.

"Alessa?"

Patty sensed the dark aura, as if the doll in her arms had suddenly turned into a demon.

When Su Lun saw the lights flashing, he realized what was going on.