Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling-Chapter 65: Don’t Preach Goodness Without Experiencing Their Suffering

Adrian Hawthorne’s face grew warm. He had been waiting for Tang Xiaonan to stir up trouble these past few days, but instead of a storm, he was met with one surprise after another. He wasn’t made of stone; naturally, he was moved.

He took all of Fatty Tang’s kindness to heart and resolved to repay her one day.

"Mm..."

Adrian Hawthorne responded softly.

Old Master Tate was relieved. As long as this child promised something, he would definitely see it through.

"Tang Xiaonan’s gift for languages truly took me by surprise. Kenneth, you’re no match for her when it comes to language!" Old Master Tate said with a smile.

"People learn things at different times, and everyone has their own field of expertise."

Adrian Hawthorne smiled faintly, not at all bothered that someone else was more skilled than him. Old Master Tate nodded to himself. Everyone said Kenneth was narrow-minded and vindictive—not what the world would consider a good child.

But he didn’t see it that way.

No one had experienced the hardships Adrian Hawthorne had, so no one had the right to judge him. Even a grown adult would have struggled to endure for four years while protecting his beautiful mother’s honor, yet Adrian Hawthorne had done it.

The boy had suffered so much. The fact that he could still clearly distinguish between kindness and enmity was already incredibly remarkable.

Perhaps Adrian Hawthorne really was narrow-minded and vindictive, but at least the boy repaid kindness with kindness and vengeance with vengeance. That was far better than those hypocrites who preached about benevolence and morality while secretly being utterly depraved.

Over the past decade, Old Master Tate had seen the full spectrum of human nature’s fickleness, enduring endless hardship and torment. He had hovered at death’s door several times, and his personality had changed drastically. He once had friends all over the world and was known for his philanthropy. Yet, when disaster struck, his so-called friends scattered faster than rabbits. Some, whom he had even supported financially, seized the chance to turn on him and joined the mob in trampling him.

Hmph... He, Germain Tate, had fate on his side. He hadn’t died as those people had wished; he was still alive and well.

This turmoil had also taught Old Master Tate a lesson—

It is better to befriend a genuine scoundrel than to confide in a hypocrite.

This boy, Adrian Hawthorne, was certainly no gentleman. After so much suffering, it was impossible for him to be a magnanimous one. Besides, Old Master Tate didn’t want him to become some man of noble and sterling character. It was simply too exhausting.

Besides, in chaotic times, gentlemen rarely fare well.

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During dinner, Tang Xiaonan told Felix Thorne about her plans to go into the city for fun the next day. Phoebe Huxley immediately objected. "What’s the point of going to the city in this freezing weather? The wind on the mountain is whistling and cold enough to kill a person. Tang Xiaonan, be a good girl and stay home. Go play with that disas... go play with your Mr. Hawthorne."

To keep her daughter from going into the city, Phoebe Huxley was even willing to let Tang Xiaonan play with Adrian Hawthorne, the person she detested most.

"Nooo... I want to go to the city! I already made plans with Uncle Goldie. Daddy..."

Tang Xiaonan climbed onto Felix Thorne’s lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and started to wheedle. Felix Thorne chuckled, refusing to give in right away. Only after he had thoroughly enjoyed his daughter’s pouting and cute antics did he finally relent.

"Alright, you can go to the city, but you have to listen to Uncle Goldie. No running off on your own..."

"Mhm, mhm... I promise I won’t run off."

Tang Xiaonan nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. ’I’m an adult, for goodness’ sake,’ she thought. ’How could I possibly be so reckless?’

Phoebe Huxley looked displeased and said irritably, "She’s all talk. It’ll go in one ear and out the other. She almost got lost last time. How is Goldie supposed to keep a close watch on her?"

Two years ago, during the New Year’s shopping trip to the city, Phoebe Huxley had brought her daughter with her. The body’s original owner had run around everywhere. The city was packed with people before the holiday, and a child trafficker almost abducted her. Phoebe Huxley had been scared witless, and ever since then, she hadn’t dared to bring Tang Xiaonan back to the city.