His Eagle Eyes on Me

Not only had she borrowed money from the butler to treat her grandmother, but she had also borrowed from other people as well. She had not told anyone about that.

Though she was struggling, Lucas was not doing any better than her.

He leaned on the sink and gagged.

Irene knew that he was trying to vomit.

"Mr. Lucas, your dog is dead, but you are still alive." She tried to console him.

No one knew how long Mr. Woods intended on keeping Lucas in the South Block, and Lucas would starve to death if no one delivered food to him. Even if he starved to death, Mr. Woods still had other children, and Mrs. Woods would be pleased by his death. Everyone else would stand by and watch, without feeling a drop of sympathy for him.

Before she could continue, Lucas roared furiously, "Scram! I never want to see you again!"

and glared resentfully at her, causing

into the main block to fight Mrs. Wood the night before. Perhaps she had meant well, but she had

me borrowing money from the trash can. Don't be mad at me, okay?" She wiped away her tears helplessly, not knowing

Woods told you to provoke me, and you can't disobey! Ha! Here I thought that you were different from all those people!

that you are uglier!"

her face or behind her back; but for reasons she could not begin to comprehend, she felt extremely upset when Lucas called her ugly. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

sobbing quietly before, and once he finished speaking, she burst

do this..." She sobbed, tears rolling down her face. "I asked Mrs. Flores before I came,

a meal or two!" He panicked slightly at the sight of her

Woods didn't say that

said. "Before my grandma died, she would vomit whenever she ate.