Chapter 645
Erin South Martin continued with a giggly smile, “All of us here have a ruthless heart, even including your sister. Don’t think too highly of her. If she truly isn’t ruthless, could she bear to let Amy suffer such abuse from her dad and grandma at home p>
Keira Olsen furrowed her brows.
Erin South Martin went on, “The first step for the South Family’s heiress is to learn how to always make the right choices p>
“Old Mr. Sims has made many sacrifices, but it was his choice. If you want to save your mom, what you should do now is to ignore this matter, use your identity as the senior sister of the Freeman Sect, and the goodwill you just gained at Brian Dawson’s place, to solidify your standing in the Special Division and increase everyone’s recognition of you p>
“If I were you, I’d be the first to rush up and spit! That way, you would quickly get their recognition. No need for so much effort! These are all experiences of someone who’s been there. Otherwise, you might find it very hard to get the Special Division’s recognition, and if that’s the case, then just be obedient and submit to me like your sister p>
After saying all this, Erin South Martin continued nibbling on a chicken foot, her little mouth all oily, looking innocent and flawless.
Keira Olsen stared intently at the video, suddenly understanding Erin South Martin’s purpose.
Afraid that she wouldn’t know Old Mr. Sims was wronged, she came specifically to tell her, just to get her to go against her conscience and be the first to act.
It was intentional!
Telling this story to prevent her from smoothly gaining the Special Division’s favor p>
Keira Olsen took a deep breath.
Erin South Martin continued, “However, this lesson is tough, and few people pass it. We have all been raised since childhood by our families to be selfish and never to meddle in other people’s affairs~ Someone with your cool exterior and warm heart probably can’t do this! Ha, it’s really pitiful, you don’t even qualify to compete to be the heiress! After all, that’s your best friend, isn’t it p>
At this point, she giggled, “Kiera, what will you choose p>
“Protect Holly Sims and Old Mr. Sims and you’ll lose this competition. If you don’t protect them, you might still have a chance to win p>
Erin South Martin still wore her giggly smile, watching as Keira Olsen clenched her fists tightly.
She knew she should listen to Erin South Martin and not get involved in other people’s business.
But watching Old Mr. Sims move to the front, she clenched her fists tightly.
Old Mr. Sims had contributed so much to the country, and even at the end, he was still earnestly considering Barry Brandt, even considering Brian Dawson.
He didn’t retire because he didn’t want Brian Dawson to be the spy, since the spy would inevitably be cursed by thousands p>
He was old, there was not much else he could do in his life, but if Brian Dawson were to stand here, shouldering so much responsibility, even if Barry Brandt returned to the country, how could Brian Dawson come back to the Special Division?
He had thought of everyone else, but had not considered himself or his own children and grandchildren p>
Such a selfless man, Keira Olsen knew he was innocent, but was she still going to watch him suffer like this?
Keira Olsen tightened her jaw.
A “tsk” from Erin South Martin came through: “Kiera, don’t tell me you’re getting soft-hearted p>
Keira Olsen lowered her gaze, clenching her fists.
At that moment, “Grandpa p>
Holly rushed to Old Mr. Sims’s side, crying out, “Let me take my grandpa’s place, he’s old, walking like this, something bad will happen p>
But her tears did not draw sympathy from the crowd; on the contrary, Brian Dawson reprimanded her, “Holly, these are the regulations of the Special Division! Move aside p>
Holly did not budge.
Old Mr. Sims pushed her slightly, “Holly, step back, what’s a bit of spitting and cursing? When I was young, I endured much worse than this p>
Holly was about to protest, but Old Mr. Sims sighed, “Besides, I made the mistakes, and I should be the one to bear them p>
Holly stood stunned and did not move again.
Old Mr. Sims then, using his cane, shakily made his way into the crowd.
He approached Brian Dawson.
Brian Dawson stared at him for a long while, “Uncle Sims, if you were short of money, you could have told me, but you shouldn’t betray your country and collude with the enemy! You know, my dad died in the tech station, and what I hate the most is spies! Don’t blame me p>
After speaking, he produced a sound from his throat and spat viciously at Old Mr. Sims!
Old Mr. Sims closed his eyes.
Yet his heart trembled in disgust.
Although he had endured much, this kind of humiliation was truly hard to bear p>
But the anticipated disgusting and sticky substance did not land on him. Instead, he felt a gust of wind, and as he opened his eyes, he saw Kiera Olsen’s jacket thrown over, blocking in front of Old Mr. Sims and shielding him from Brian Dawson’s spit.
Old Mr. Sims was stunned, and immediately looked at Kiera Olsen nervously.
Kiera Olsen’s gaze was resolute at the moment. She stepped forward.
From the Bluetooth connected to the phone, Erin South Martin’s shouting voice came through, “Hey, Keira Olsen, have you gone mad?! Don’t go! You p>
The words were cut off as Kiera Olsen hung up the call.
Kiera Olsen strode to Old Mr. Sims’s side, standing squarely in front of him, her gaze sharp as she looked at the crowd: “Today, right here, no one is going to touch Old Mr. Sims or Holly p>