Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 71 - 45: For the Rest of Her Life, I Will Protect Her
Summer Fairmont knew she had no European bloodline; it was obvious to the naked eye.
But she didn’t know she had a brother, nor did she remember having a mother in Scotland.
Perhaps out of self-protection, Summer Fairmont’s memory began after she turned four.
This way, she didn’t need to remember that she once banged on a door for three hours next to a corpse until she fainted.
Hieronymus had always been a reclusive "lonely old man," and after Quinn Fairmont’s death, he took seclusion to the extreme.
Because everyone on Islay said Hieronymus married Quinn Fairmont, and due to the different surnames, even Summer herself thought her adoptive father Hieronymus was her stepfather.
Summer Fairmont harbored resistance against Hieronymus due to his extreme coldness towards her. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Even if he was a stepfather, even without blood ties, there was still a duty of care.
The extreme coldness, ignoring her completely, was absolutely not what someone with "father" in their title should do.
Summer Fairmont’s cooking skills began at the age of five, standing on a small stool to cook for herself.
At five, while other children were playing house in gardens, Summer had already learned to make cold and hot meals and stir-fry.
Hieronymus wasn’t completely neglectful; at least Summer had attended aristocratic schools since childhood.
If not for this, she wouldn’t possibly have met Artie Vaughn during her school years.
During the years Summer grew up in Scotland, The Brunschwig Family was too poor to even repair their house.
According to this logic, Hieronymus was still very devoted to Summer, like those Celestar parents who tighten their belts to send their kids to the best schools.
The reality and this logic, however, were quite different.
European aristocratic schools mostly still valued heritage a great deal.
During its heyday, The Brunschwig Family had donated money to many private schools in Scotland.
Summer Fairmont, thanks to the "ancestral blessings of The Brunschwig Family," was admitted to a private aristocratic school with full tuition waivers.
However, waiving tuition didn’t solve all her problems.
Summer did not belong to this aristocratic circle; she couldn’t even afford the school uniform and had to rely on help from other students’ parents.
Such "special care" was definitely a significant harm for a child just starting school.
For what purpose did those parents help Summer Fairmont?
How would those parents talk to their children about her?
Summer overheard those parents, after doing their good deeds, advising their kids not to play with someone of Summer’s birth.
If possible, Summer would have preferred to stay at a public, non-aristocratic school.
Hieronymus never cared whether Summer could adapt, not appearing even once at school.
Throughout Summer’s schooling, she’d never had a parent figure present.
Even on holidays at home, Summer rarely saw Hieronymus.
Each encounter left her feeling uneasy due, to the chilling look Hieronymus cast her way.
This prompted Summer to seek independence at the age of thirteen.
Originally, Hieronymus had hoped Summer could inherit her mother’s talent in tasting and brewing whiskey.
But Summer’s starkly poor taste and smell senses, shown from a young age, left Hieronymus deeply disappointed, without any sense of fondness.
All his life, Hieronymus never found another successor capable of brewing Brunswick Whiskey.
In Hieronymus’s will, he left Summer Fairmont four items:
A family tree—the heritage of The Brunschwig Family and the five-hundred-year-old whiskey-brewing technique.
A letter—explaining the mentorship between Hieronymus and Summer’s mother.
An investigation—the report on Summer’s mother’s accidental death.
Finally, ten thousand bottles of Brunswick Whiskey, the brewing methods of which had been lost.
The four items Hieronymus left Summer, except for the whiskey, remained untouched.
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Sean Lowell never watched Gordon Sterling’s live streams, yet this time, he intentionally asked his driver for a phone to watch it.
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