Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: The Self-Aware Felix Thorne

By the time they neared the entrance of Millstone Peak Village, the sky had turned completely dark, and lights were on in every house. Felix Thorne stood at the village entrance, swinging his flashlight back and forth, consumed with anxiety. He was worried about Tang Xiaonan and Amanda Chapman. As for Jim Thorne, he wasn’t worried in the slightest. That little rascal was so troublesome even a kidnapper would reject him; he’d be fine even if he ran to the ends of the earth.

Hearing footsteps, Felix Thorne called out, "Tang Xiaonan?"

"Dad!"

Tang Xiaonan shouted back. The weight on Felix Thorne’s heart was finally lifted. He hurried forward, took Tang Xiaonan from Jim Thorne’s back, and then slapped Jim on the back of the head. "You don’t come home after school, and you drag Tang Xiaonan and Amanda all over the place! If anything had happened to them, I’d have skinned you alive!"

Jim Thorne’s face contorted in pain. His old man was seriously strong; it hurt a lot more than when his mom hit him. Felix Thorne raised his hand to slap him again, but Tang Xiaonan quickly blocked him. "Dad, I was the one who asked Jim to take me into town to have fun."

Amanda Chapman also pleaded for him. She’d had a wonderful day, eating delicious food and watching a great show. Even though her cousin had covered her eyes the whole time, she was thrilled just knowing that Phoenix Golding had met with disaster. ’That bitch definitely won’t be able to teach anymore.’

Felix Thorne snorted coldly but spared Jim Thorne. He looked down and smiled lovingly at Tang Xiaonan. "You must be hungry. Let’s go home and eat. We’re having your favorite shrimp."

Ever since they started making money from sewing clothes, the Thorne family’s meals had improved significantly. Villagers often went to the river to catch fish and shrimp to sell in town, and Phoebe Huxley would frequently buy some. Right now, the fish and shrimp were large, tender, and cheap. They were delicious whether braised in soy sauce, steamed, or boiled, and Tang Xiaonan especially loved them. Seeing that her daughter enjoyed them, Phoebe Huxley naturally bought even more.

"Uncle Felix."

Adrian Hawthorne called out. Only then did Felix Thorne notice him. Seeing another large bag on his bicycle, he asked with a smile, "Getting ready to start work again?"

He never expected Phoebe Huxley to earn so much money—she could make four or five yuan a day. In one week, she earned more than he did in a whole month. To be honest, Felix Thorne felt a little sour about it, feeling that his position as head of the household was being challenged. But he wasn’t a foolish or muddle-headed man. Phoebe Huxley earning more money was only good for the family, so he knew he ought to support her.

As for that bit of sourness in his heart, it vanished into thin air the moment he saw the cold, hard cash.

Adrian Hawthorne smiled and nodded. "We can start work tomorrow. We need to make a lot more, because we won’t have time during the dual harvest rush."

He also had to work during the dual harvest, so he had already made a plan. After they sold all the fabric he had just bought, he would make one more trip to Capria, and that would be it for a while. He would resume after the busy harvest season was over.

Looking at the two half-grown boys before him—the tall, sturdy oaf being his son, while the handsome, refined prodigy belonged to someone else—Felix Thorne felt a little disgruntled. However, he had always been a broad-minded man and quickly got over it.

’I’ve met Adrian Hawthorne’s father. A heroic and extraordinary man who was also shrewd and capable. I can’t compare to him, so it’s only normal that my son can’t compare to his. You can’t expect a village mutt to give birth to an alpha wolf, after all. It’s just impossible.’

Felix Thorne took Tang Xiaonan home first. Jim Thorne helped push the bicycle, and after seeing Adrian Hawthorne home, he returned as well. Phoebe Huxley had reheated their meal over and over. The moment she saw Jim Thorne, she brought a hand down in a slap. The same back of the head suffered another critical hit. Jim Thorne didn’t even bat an eye. He said mysteriously, "Mom, I have huge news! Phoenix Golding is in deep trouble!"

Phoebe Huxley’s second slap stopped in mid-air, and she quickly pulled her hand back. "Did your younger uncle catch them? Who was she with?"