The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 56 - Parking space

“It’s actually a competition question book.

I advise you to give up, no matter how much you study, your IQ won’t change.”

She hadn’t expected Mike at all.

Maureen felt a sudden pounding in her temples.

But considering that it was her birthday banquet, it made sense that Mike would return to the country no matter how busy he was.

Maureen immediately stood up, pushed Mike back, swiftly snatching the book from his hand, she quickly packed up her pen cases into her bag.

Knowing that the library was no place for a fight, Maureen swung her bag onto her shoulder and left without a word.

Maureen had used so much force that Mike almost lost his balance.

He stabilized himself by grabbing the table, and watched the retreating figure of Maureen with surprise – what just happened?

In the past, when he jokingly teased her, she never reacted this way, she would quietly peel fruits and call him ‘eldest brother’.

What had come into her in half a year to become so aggressive?

Mike swiftly followed her.

Outside the library.

Maureen swiftly descended the stairs.

In her past life, when she first entered the Smith family, Mike deeply detested her.

Mockery was inevitable in his words.

Over the subsequent two years, she did many things to win over the entire family, indicating Mike was starting to see her as a sister – but his sarcastic character was deeply ingrained, and his words were still unpleasant.

Before she died at the age of 23, signs of a thaw in their tensions began to emerge, and this included Mike.

But all of this was five years later.

There was no way Maureen could waste another five years on this family this time – what a waste of time!

“Little bean, you’re getting arrogant now, aren’t you?

Abandoning the path of following Bianca, and choosing the rebellious one instead?”

Catching up to her, Mike, as was his bad habit, extended his hand to pinch Maureen’s face.

But Maureen “smack”, slapped it on the back of his hand.

“Scram.” “What did you say?”

Mike thought his ears must’ve deceived him.

Did Maureen just tell him to scram?

His hand turned stiff, staring at Maureen disbelievingly, he repeated,

“Did you just tell me to scram?”

“The one I told to scram, yes, it’s you.”

A trace of loathing clearly clouded Maureen’s eyes.

When she had been only fifteen years old, she didn’t realize that the likes of Mike were the ones who needed a lesson, thinking that they simply had the artist’s temperament common in the entertainment circle.

Only later did she realize that this so-called artist’s temperament was bullshit, he was downright obnoxious.

“At this moment, Mike felt as if he was struck by a sudden bolt of lightning, leaving him in complete shock and forgetting how to react.

When he regained his composure, his temper flared.

In a few strides, he caught up with Maureen on the shaded alley, snapping,

“I just got back from abroad, it was fine to not greet me, but asking me to get lost?

Maureen, do you think you’re being too rebellious?”

He thought she was being rebellious.

Mike took a deep breath, tightening his grip on Maureen’s wrist,

“Alright, follow me to the hotel, it’s a birthday banquet today, I don’t have the mood to discipline a rebellious brat like you.”

Before his fingers could touch Maureen’s wrist, with a sudden flick of her wrist, she slapped his hand away.

A crisp “slap” sound in the air.

Maybe it was Mike’s illusion, but he thought the look on Maureen’s face was like looking at a fly that once came too close, full of regret.

What was she regretting?

Regretting that she once pleased this second brother of hers?

Or regretting that she came to this family?

Mike was instantly infuriated by her disdainful gaze,

“Maureen, you—what’s with that look?

Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Whatever you think it is, it is.”

Maureen responded: “Go back?

You are dreaming!

If you don’t leave, I’m going to call security.

If you don’t want to appear on the social news page tomorrow, you better scram!”

Mike: “You called—” Maureen interrupted him: “Oh, I forgot, you’re just a B-list actor barely scraping by, with a fan base made up of mostly silent followers, no one would care about you over such a trivial matter.”

Mike: “….” Mike felt his blood pressure skyrocket in rage.

His eyes were red in fury.

Gazing at Maureen’s indifference and repulsion, there was also a stabbing pain in his heart as if being pricked hard by a needle.

He now understood Oliver’s reluctance to speak before leaving.

All the respect and favor Maureen had showed him had vanished; all that was left was dislike for a stranger who wouldn’t stop bothering her.

Why was that?

Mike took a cold breath, noticing a few people playing basketball looking his way, he realized this wasn’t the place to have a quarrel.

He reached out to grab Maureen’s wrist: “Let’s go back to the hotel and talk!” Not far away, on the shady pathway, Liam and Niel were carrying takeouts towards the library when they saw a man in a duckbill cap pulling and shaking Maureen.

Liam’s mind buzzed.

His rationality shut down.

He strode forth and sent Mike flying with a kick.

It was already too late for Maureen to stop it.

Caught off guard, Mike “bam!” hit the wire fence of the basketball court, seeing stars.

His cap was sent flying, it landed on his nose, obstructing his view, he didn’t even see who it was.

Then he was lifted off the ground by the collar in anger, got punched, and fell to the ground.

He heard the boys involved in basketball yelling in his direction.

“Holy shit, is that Liam?

Is Liam fighting?

Who?

A hooligan?”

“Did some punk sneak into the school and act indecently towards a girl?

Fight him!”

Mike was cursing continuously in his heart, damn it, damn it, damn it!

What the hell was going on!

He tried to get up in a rush.

But the next second, a barrage of fists rained down on his body and face.

By the time Oliver had hurried over, what he saw was Mike, his face bruised and covered in blood.

Thirty minutes later.

The police station.

“Did you all, a group of high school boys, think it through before ganging up on an adult man?

Do you realize that fighting in school could lead to discipline?!”

The officer reprimanded the line of tall boys in front of him, fuming with anger: “And you, why did you dye your hair red?

Why did you lead the attack?!”

A group of underlings kept their heads down, pecking like chickens.

“He’s a pervert, who else should we beat?” Liam raised his head in defiance: “As for the red hair, it’s because I look handsome with it.

There’s no law that says people with red hair can’t be human-” Finishing his words, Liam turned to look at the lawyer who had hurriedly brought his briefcase: “Where is Maureen?”

The sharp and efficient Daniel Lawyer quickly came over, saying: “Young Master Williams, she is waiting outside.”

Liam: “Don’t let her stay with that lunatic ruffian.”

“Who the hell is a lunatic ruffian?!” Mike, who had been reprimanded by another officer, yelled out angrily.

The moment he opened his mouth, blood flowed from his split lips.

He gritted his teeth, saying: “I’m her brother!

Her older brother!

I was just asking her to come back to the birthday party!”

Oliver frowned: “Mike, say less, shut up.”

The police officer immediately scolded,

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“Don’t cause trouble yourself!

Since you’re the victim’s brother, why were you mistaken for a hooligan in public?

Who let you behave inappropriately?”

Mike angrily said,

“I’m a celebrity!

I saw people looking over here, I was afraid of getting stalked by ardent fans, so I hurriedly wanted to take Maureen back home—”

“Ha.”

Niel and Liam’s followers all laughed, “Even obsessive fans, you don’t have as many as Liam.”

Mike: “…” Mike was so furious that he nearly had a heart attack, his blood pressure surged several times throughout the night.

If it weren’t for being at the police station, he would have given these little brats a good lesson.

Liam coughed, “Although it’s the truth, don’t flaunt it too much.”

Mike and Oliver: “…” Liam turned to Lawyer Daniel and said, “Oh, I think I lost quite a few strands of hair, did you count them at the scene?”

“I counted them, young master, don’t worry.”

The police: “…” Oliver: “…” Mike: “…” Lawyer Daniel turned to Mike, seething with rage, and Oliver, who was turning green beside him, “Don’t worry, gentlemen.

I will handle everything from here on.”

Liam and his two minions left the police officer’s office.

Maureen was anxiously waiting outside in the corridor, holding his backpack.

His shadow stretched long down the corridor, and when he saw them coming out, he quickly stood up,

“How did it go?”

“It’s no big deal.