Chapter 3 Her Identity Was Exposed

In the next few days, George went to the military camp. Lucas arrived at Haley's home on time. He even became extremely self-effacing and regarded himself as her brother. He even made a detailed schedule.

Haley was wearing a pink dress and a small lady hat, waiting for Lucas's carriage on the street. Seeing Lucas's high-profile carriage, Haley felt that he would sell her the next second after getting in his car.

"Haley, let's go to the theatre today." Lucas got off the carriage and helped Haley get on the carriage like a gentleman. Dressed in casual clothes, he looked less depressed and more flamboyant, and his face attracted the attention of many girls next door. Gee, bogeyman, Haley commented internally.

Standing at the gate of the theatre, Haley felt heavy in her heart. Although appreciating music plays was an essential subject in the past, she still couldn't understand how this art could make people feel happy.

What's more, she had to pretend to be a child about seven years old in front of Lucas.

She didn't know if it was her illusion. Lucas seemed to be dissatisfied with her. All the activities on his schedule that she either hates or is not good at. Baseball, dance club,

oceanarium, theatre

"Haley, this is the ticket to the second floor. You go upstairs first. I have something to deal with." A black carriage stopped in front of them. Seeing the person in the carriage, Lucas lowered her eyes, rubbed Haley's head, gave her a ticket, and got on the carriage.

"Okay," As a matter of fact, Haley didn't doubt him. She nodded and took the ticket. With a harmless smile on her face, she said, "Then I'll wait for you upstairs."

Although the black carriage looked very ordinary, there was a carved style of rose on the wheels, which was the symbol of the Michaelson family.

"Are you sure she is the same Haley?" Lisa said in disbelief as she handed the documents to Lucas. It recorded detailed information about Haley, who was ten years old.

Lucas closed the file and smiled.

In the room on the second floor of the theatre, Haley couldn't help sneezing.

"Haley, this is Lisa." Lucas opened the door and walked in. Following his introduction, a girl in light blue walked into the room.

"Hello, I'm Lisa, a friend of Lucas." Lisa's light smile remains, bent down, and made a face-to-face salute intimately.

"Nice to meet you, Sister Lisa. My name is Haley, Haley Smith." Haley smiled innocently.

Haley knew Lisa. She only has a talk with a few Marquesses and Lisa was one of them. When Anna appeared at her and Waverley's wedding, it was she who blocked Anna outside the door, not making her a joke on the spot.

"Hey, you three, get out of here. I'll rent this place all to myself!" The door was slammed open. A teenager, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old at most, walked into the room arrogantly, took a box of cash, threw it forward, and sat next to Lucas.

"This is the seat we booked." Haley was most annoyed by this kind of person. She retorted impolitely, but her clear voice did not frighten him. Instead, it irritated the young man.

"Who do you think you are?" he picked up his crutch and waved it towards Haley's face.

Haley subconsciously bent down and dodged sideways. Although she wanted to use the dagger hidden in her sleeve, she gave up because she couldn't explain it later. Looking at the second stick that the young man took, Haley resigned herself to the fact that her eyes were closed and she was not going to hide.

The expected heavy blow did not come but was pulled into a warm embrace. Haley opened her eyes and found herself in Lucas's arms. To protect her, Lucas was beaten hard.

Lisa reacted quickly grabbing the umbrella in her hand and swatting away the cane, known as Young Master Mark, with a standard fencing blow, and kicked him out of the door with several attacks.

"Young Master Mark!" One of his followers exclaimed.

Mark was an extended family member of the Burritt family. Now he just went to Kingdom. He had always been domineering and had never been treated like this before. He left after saying something cruel.

After Mark left, Lisa asked someone to take out the medicine from the carriage and prepared to visit this so-called family member from Burritt. After all, she couldn't just vent her anger.

In the room, Haley swung Lucas's sleeve. The wound was bruised and red.

"It's not a big deal." Lucas rubbed her head. Seeing that she was applying medicine to his wound carefully, he suddenly came up with an idea.

"Haley, let's play a game of quick question and quick answer."

Haley paid attention to his wound and agreed casually.

"Do you like banana, apple, or potato?"

"Apple."

"Which way is the Planetarium in the Kingdom?"

"West."

"What can rot your teeth?"

"Candy."

Lucas's questions were all very simple and fast. Haley mixes the medicine in her hands and didn't pay attention to his question, or maybe it was the one Lucas blocked that made her relax her vigilance.

The answer came soon. As soon as Lucas asked the last question, Haley realized that something was wrong, but her words were faster than her brain.

"The most terrible thing the Third Column encountered the year before."

"Storm!"

The borders of the Kingdom of Hitlery were covered with exuberant vegetation, and there had been no storm for hundreds of years. Except for those who had a deep understanding of the storm, there is no way for ordinary people to know about it, let alone those who had been in a coma for three years.

"Well done, Haley." With excitement in his eyes, Lucas grinned and pinched Haley's face hard.

"When did you know that?" Haley pushed away Lucas's hand and didn't bother to deny it. Although they didn't get along well in the barracks, she still believed in Lucas's character. After all, in the military camp, he knew her true identity but didn't spread it. When those so-called family members counted her to the bottom of the cinder, only Lucas sent letters to remind her again and again that she had done it to herself.

"Normal little kids look up when they see me. Except you, who pinches my face in the middle of the night?" Relying on his height advantage, Lucas pulled Haley over again and rubbed her face hard.

"Don't touch me." Haley's struggle didn't work.

"Harriet, call me brother!" Seeing that she couldn't struggle, Lucas was even happier. In the military camp, even if he was well-trained, he could only get into a 50-50 fight with Haley. This feeling of crush made him feel happier.

When Lisa returned, she opened the door and saw Lucas pulling Haley's face with a snicker.

"... Lucas, turn yourself in," Lisa said.