Chapter 7 A Thief

• Kelsey saw my expression and turned pale. She was clearly afraid.
• Although I desperately wanted to teach this brat a lesson, I still forced myself to resist it. After all, Lauren was still watching from behind.
• "Pfft, useless b*stard." Kelsey ran away after saying that.
• "Kelsey! Get back here." Lauren's stern voice sounded behind me.
• I turned around and saw Lauren's cold expression. She looked frightening. I had never seen her like this, so it was obvious that she was furious.
• Kelsey seemed afraid of Lauren. She looked down guiltily and turned around.
• "Apologize to your father," Lauren said coldly.
• I noticed Kelsey trembling slightly. Make her apologize? No way. She would never be willing to do this.
• But Lauren was the head of the family. Out of all the people in this family, Kelsey would only fear Lauren. Thus, Kelsey bit her lower lip and seemed on the verge of tears as she said, "I… I'm sorry."
• "It's alright," I replied quickly and wiped the spit.
• At this moment, I noticed Kelsey glaring at me with her face lowered. Her eyes were filled with deep hatred.
• After Kelsey left, Lauren whispered, "Reuben, I'm sorry you had to go through that."
• I smiled wryly. "It can't be helped. Anyone would find it hard to accept having a father not much older than themselves."
• "It's great that you understand." Lauren smiled and continued, "Eh, isn't this Kelsey's bag? How could she have forgotten it here? That brat… I have to go to work."
• I offered quickly, "I'll help you give it to her."
• Lauren was obviously in a rush. Since I was free, I knew what I should do.
• Then, Lauren glanced at me and gave me Kelsey's bag.
• I thought about the bedroom and remembered I still had not washed the clothes I used last night. After a brief consideration, I felt I would still be able to wash them later. Thus, I took Kelsey's bag and went out.
• I wanted to chase after her, but she quickly disappeared out of my sight.
• In the end, I had no choice but to go to her school.
• It was a luxurious and elite school named Exeter High School.
• In actuality, Kelsey was too young to attend high school. But I heard she obtained good results and kept skipping grades. Thus, she entered high school at thirteen years old.
• The school had rows of tall and massive academic buildings. There were also lab buildings and dorm buildings. The land area covered by this high school was even bigger than some universities.
• On the other hand, the high school I went to in the county town was only a tenth of its size. It was nothing compared to this.
• Thinking back, if not for the lack of money, I would have been a third-year high school student at this moment. In the past, I had considered whether I should go to a college or vocational school.
• Unfortunately, I did not have a chance to attend school again.
• I could not help but feel sad and smiled with bitterness. It seemed school was out of my reach, and I had to accept my fate.
• There were many people walking around. They were all dressed in bright and beautiful clothes.
• Their postures were straight, and they had proud expressions on their faces.
• The female students' voices were like a sweet melody.
• This high school was well known even in my county town.
• It was an elite school famous throughout the state capital. The fees were shocking. The annual school fees for a student was more than enough to pay for the expenditures of a family of five. There would even be left over money.
• Even so, many parents still send their children to enroll here.
• It was because this school had the highest university acceptance rate in the whole state capital.
• A school like this had strict security measures. Every student needed their student ID to enter the school. Thus, it was unsurprising that I could not get in.
• I considered leaving the bag at the guard house so that they could hand it to Kelsey.
• However, I noticed a familiar figure from the corner of my eye.
• A girl was dressed in shorts with black tights underneath. She wore strappy heels with white lace straps that circled her calves. Furthermore, her twin tail looked familiar. It was Kelsey.
• She was resting her slender arm on a boy's shoulder and was laughing about something.
• Furthermore, there were three other people following her. They all dressed like delinquents. One could even see tattoos on their arms and numerous piercings on their ears.
• These three people surrounded Kelsey. They seemed to have said something funny that made her keep laughing.
• One could see these people were problematic students of this school. The other students frowned as they looked at them and kept their distance.
• It seemed every school had such problematic students. Even this elite school was not exempted.
• I thought Kelsey left the house earlier than I did. Why did she arrive later than me? Did she go to look for these delinquents?
• I frowned slightly, but this was hardly my matter.
• If she was my biological daughter, I would have approached them and scolded her.
• Although I was Kelsey's stepfather in name, I did not get involved in the Katz family's matters. I believe they would dislike my involvement.
• At this moment, my only task was to give Kelsey her bag.
• "Kelsey…" I called out.
• Kelsey finally glanced in my direction. Her expression fell as soon as she saw me and turned furious. I could see the hatred in her eyes. It seemed she was still angry that Lauren made her apologize to me.
• Then, Kelsey pretended as if nothing had happened. She refused to look at me and turned to enter the school.
• As Kelsey was walking past me, I grabbed her wrist.
• "Your bag…" I offered the bag to her.
• However, my touch made her feel humiliated. She screamed and shoved my hand away. Then, she took out a tissue and wiped the spot I had just touched as if my hand was dirty.
• Her behavior caused anger to burn and rise within me.
• "Kelsey, who is this brat?" Asked one of the three guys, who was obviously their leader. He glared at me with disdain.
• Kelsey opened her mouth to speak. Her eyes suddenly flashed with an idea. "A thief. This man is a thief. He stole my bag…"
• Then, Kelsey screamed, "Larry, you must beat him up for me…"