My American magical life
Chapter 506 - 506 81 Will There Be Light

506: Chapter 81: Will There Be Light?

What to Do if It Stays Dark Forever?_4 506: Chapter 81: Will There Be Light?

What to Do if It Stays Dark Forever?_4 She and Lisa’s father valued their reputation greatly, but we did it all for your sake, and you’re actually ungrateful?

“Now that you’ve grown up and your wings are strong, you’re starting to rebel, is that it?”

Mr.

Jones and I have worked so hard to raise you, reminding you to be wary of men with ill intentions, wasn’t it all for your sake?

So actually, the cultural differences between East and West aren’t that big.

The family education concept in Hua Country may be somewhat behind, but not all of American’s are progressive.

“Perhaps, I thank you, now please leave my room, OK?”

The blonde white girl stood up; she disliked quarreling, so she chose to step back herself.

Gently holding Elizabeth’s waist, she escorted her own mother to the door, and the blonde white girl noticed that Elizabeth’s eyes were bulging with anger.

“Lisa, I never thought you would be so rude now.

Your father and I have put so much effort into raising you.

Back then, he was just a junior accountant and I was just an ordinary clerk, but we found you the best early education tutors, and during your high school years, we connected you with the best tutoring agencies, securing you opportunities to perform with dance companies.

Do you know, to get you a performance at the Pantages Theater, I…”

The blonde white girl smiled, interrupting her mother who was starting to engage in moral blackmail, and replied.

“I never asked you to bring me into this world, nor did I say I wanted to perform at the Pantages.

I didn’t even request the best early education tutors from you.

Let me think, the best tutors, that’s the one hundred and twenty-seventh time, Pantages, thirty-nine times.

Ms.

Elizabeth, I never asked for anything from you, I’ve held back that sentence for a very, very long time.”

The blonde white girl’s pace of speech quickened, and she even laughed.

“Hahaha, I’m so happy, I’ve never asked you for anything, and I certainly never said I wanted to come into this world, Elizabeth…”

“Slap!”

The Old Bao family had a unique approach to education—Conservatism, at its core, respects order.

Lisa’s parents respected the order of America, so they hoped to raise their daughter to be the very best American girl—then marry her off well.

They aspired to reach the upper echelons of this order, and this conservative outlook, when applied to family education, meant Lisa’s parents emphasized ‘authority’ in front of her.

Elizabeth’s authority had existed for over twenty years because she was Lisa’s mother.

But Lisa’s words thoroughly negated the ‘sacrifice’ she had made as a mother, something she could not accept, filled with rage.

“Get out!

If you say you don’t want to come into this world, then get out, get out of my house!”

The blonde white girl smiled expressionlessly, the blank face reflecting her cold heart, the smile mocking her mother’s hysterical ugliness.

Picking up a souvenir brought back from Hua Country and shouldering her computer, the blonde white girl, still wearing her pajamas, headed straight downstairs.

At the doorway, she ran into her father, Mr.

Jones, just returning from a social engagement, his face flushed with drink, and he drunkenly asked,

“Sweetheart, where are you going?”

Lisa picked up the car keys from the entryway cabinet, shook them, and said without looking back,

“I’m off to eat a big one, goodbye!”

“What, what are you saying you’re going out to do?”

“Jones, she’s gone mad, you can’t even imagine what she said, just let her go, we raised a witch!”

Elizabeth screamed from the top of the stairs; Mr.

Jones sobered up completely, he pushed open the door wanting to bring back his daughter.

But all he saw was Lisa getting into her newly purchased red Maserati, the V8 engine revving loudly and then disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only two tail lights.

She floored the gas pedal and started playing her favorite song.

It was still that cavalry song from the grasslands; she wanted to speed off in a tank, escaping that suffocating emotional blackmail.

Lisa drove for a long time, taking to the highway and out of the urban area.

Then, she remembered she still had a home.

However, due to the V8’s fuel consumption and her recent excitement, the car’s fuel tank was now empty, and she found herself stranded on the highway outside of Saint Rodu.

Turning on her phone, Lisa made a decision in almost a fraction of a second.

But when she saw the email Cheng Daqi had replied to her, she suddenly laughed again.

“Salary?

Are you joking with me?

Honey, MAS’s valuation for this round of funding is 120 million, and after you exercise your options, you’ll still have ten percent of the shares, you’re practically a millionaire already!”

Blonde white girl felt, for the first time, that her boring and repressed life might just have some interesting scenes appearing.

The stock options given to Lisa were part of what CEO Cheng had allocated from his own shares; this would shut up the investors—CEO Cheng was not in this to make money with MAS, he didn’t care about that bit of stock.

The control of the company lay with him, with Mi’er, with Lisa; it couldn’t fall into other hands, even if he kept only a dozen or so percentage points, he could decide the direction of MAS.

“Chan, come pick me up, I’m out of gas!”

The blonde white girl sent a message to Cheng Daqi through the social app, and then she pulled a gun from under the driver’s seat and tucked it at her waist—parked by the roadside at night, she had to ensure her own safety.

On the outskirts of Saint Rodu, cars sped by on the highway as the blonde white girl leaned against her car, lighting a cigarette.

So, how could a naive little girl possibly become friends with Mi’er.

Among all the people Cheng Daqi knew, Lisa was actually the most genuine.

She was conflicted, deliberating, hesitating, but she was also capable and ambitious, able to deceive even Mi’er, just as she had done to herself for over a decade, deceiving her own parents for just as long.

Today, she first broke free from the cage she was placed in, and then she received a response from CEO Cheng.

It turned out that stepping out of one’s comfort zone didn’t just bring dangers, but also surprises.

Lisa felt she might just be starting to live a life she’d never envisioned before.

The night of Saint Rodu had deepened, and the light belonging to her life finally shone bright.