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Chương 43: Chapter 43 (edited)

For this exclusive interview with Bruce, Kara did a very good job, as Bruce has always been the one who suffers.

Seeing that the two had a good relationship, Bruce accepted Kara's interview appointment, but many of Kara's questions were too sharp, making him visibly uncomfortable.

Adding to this tension, Kara harbored a bit of personal frustration. Bruce had recently started dating celebrities and socialites, leaving Jennifer heartbroken in Metropolis.

In truth, Kara and Dani felt helpless about Jennifer's feelings. Jennifer and Bruce hadn't had much of a connection during their school years, so her deep infatuation with him puzzled them both.

Later in the evening, Kara declined Bruce's offer to have dinner together and drove back to her home in Metropolis that very night.

She wasn't about to make Jennifer feel any worse.

Seriously, why did Jennifer always think she was having an affair with Bruce? Kara wasn't her romantic rival, nor did she want to be.

If Jennifer was going to worry about anyone, it should be Rachel Dawes, a prosecutor working in Gotham City.

Much like Jennifer's role in Metropolis, Rachel was a prosecutor, but her position wasn't as high-ranking as Jennifer's.

Jennifer was the Chief Prosecutor—a role equivalent to that of a judge, with the authority to issue search warrants and arrests during critical moments. Meanwhile, Rachel was an assistant to the Gotham City Attorney General.

Sometimes Kara couldn't help but marvel at how far her two friends had come. Their high-ranking positions were a testament to their skills and abilities.

When Kara said goodbye to Bruce, she happened to meet Rachel as she arrived.

Bruce's birthday was the next day, and Rachel had come by to give him an early gift, knowing she wouldn't have time to celebrate.

Kara took the opportunity to wish Bruce a happy birthday before leaving.

"This is your gift?" Bruce asked, clearly unimpressed.

Inwardly, Kara rolled her eyes. Hugging him was already a rare gesture for her; he should be grateful.

When Kara left, Rachel's gaze lingered on her retreating car. Turning to Bruce, she asked, "Is she your new girlfriend?"

Bruce quickly clarified, "She's an old college friend who works for The Daily Planet. She interviewed me earlier, and I'm just hoping her article isn't too brutal."

Bruce needn't have worried; Kara's article would certainly be thorough.

The next morning, Kara arrived at The Daily Planet with the material she had compiled the night before, including four columns she'd written in advance.

Perry White, the editor, skimmed through her article and let out a knowing grunt. "I figured you had something like this ready to go."

Perry had suspected Kara had been holding back a big story, teasing the audience and building suspense.

"Don't publish it all at once," Kara warned Perry. "And remember, I'm taking this month off to visit home. I'm not picking up your calls."

Perry raised an eyebrow at her. "Can't you be a little more ambitious? I was planning to assign you two more columns."

"Nope, this is fine," Kara shot back.

Resigned, Perry sighed and glanced over her notes.

"I have to hand it to you," he admitted. "You always manage to get such solid information."

He was referring to her exclusive interview with Bruce. Kara had managed to dig up more than just gossip, including some insights she was sure Bruce hadn't intended to share.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'm heading home," Kara announced. "Still debating whether to drive or take the train, though. Think I can get reimbursed for gas?"

Perry didn't even look up. "No. At best, we'll cover your trip to Gotham."

Kara rolled her eyes. A round trip to Gotham was far less than what it would cost to get to her hometown and back. Typical.

The journey to her family's farm took several hours. When Kara finally arrived, her adoptive parents and Clark came out to greet her, accompanied by their dog.

The once-tiny puppy had grown considerably and now jumped up, wrapping its paws around Kara's waist with a baseball in its mouth.

Kara smiled, took the baseball, and casually threw it far into the distance.

The dog wagged its tail but stopped short when the ball disappeared into the horizon. Whimpering, it trotted over to Clark instead.

"Kara!" Martha Kent chided, wrapping her arms around her daughter. "Don't tease him! He clearly adores you."

It was true. Even though Kara spent the least amount of time at home, the dog seemed to have the strongest bond with her, despite how often she playfully bullied it.

Jonathan emerged from the field, his boots muddy, and prepared to head into town to buy some groceries for a proper lunch.

He muttered under his breath, "You didn't have to come back just for work."

Martha shot him a sharp look. "She came home to see her family."

Jonathan didn't argue, merely shaking his head as he got into his pickup truck.

Clark grinned and gave his sister a warm hug. "Welcome back, Kara."

"Thanks, Clark," she replied with a smile. Then, turning to her father, she added, "By the way, I brought groceries with me. Clark, help me carry them in."

True to form, Kara wasted no time putting her younger brother to work.

Clark opened the trunk and retrieved several large bags, including one with a chicken inside.

"Is this for curry chicken?" he asked with a smirk.

"What curry chicken?" Martha asked, looking at Kara curiously.

Kara quickly shot a glare at Clark. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Clark winced, realizing his mistake. Kara had always been adamant about not revealing that she could cook, preferring to let others take over the kitchen duties.

The scene at the Kent farm was warm and lively, a stark contrast to Kara's bustling life in Metropolis. But for now, Kara was content to enjoy her brief respite at home before diving back into the chaos of her work and friendships.


Chương 44: Chapter 44 (edited)

Because of Clark's revelation, Kara finally disclosed her secret: she already knew how to cook.

So, the lunch meal was prepared by her personally.

Martha stood at the kitchen door, watching Kara busy at work, a look of relief and pride on her face.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Kara asked, slightly uncomfortable. Despite her excellent cooking skills, she suddenly felt a bit rushed.

Martha simply shook her head with a warm smile, her eyes glistening with emotion. Her voice trembled as she said, "My Kara has grown up."

Kara quickly walked over to her adoptive mother and wrapped her arms around her.

Standing tall at 6'3" (1.9 meters), Kara was now the tallest in the family, even taller than Clark.

"Come on, Mom," Kara comforted her. "I'm not married yet; I'm still your daughter."

"But you've moved out, found your own life and job in the big city," Martha said, her voice tinged with both pride and sadness.

From the living room, Jonathan's voice interrupted, "Martha, stop holding her up, and I'm starving! Let her finish cooking."

Martha sighed, muttering, "That man..." before Kara gently nudged her out of the kitchen.

"Mom, you're really going to hinder me. Go on, you can eat soon," Kara said with a playful smile.

Since it was lunch, Kara didn't prepare anything extravagant. Just as Clark predicted, she used potatoes, carrots, and other ingredients from the farm to cook a hearty meal. She steamed a large pot of rice and prepared chicken curry, keeping it simple but delicious.

She even boiled some plain chicken and eggs for the family dog, who had grown increasingly picky about its meals.

Many people advised against feeding dogs salty or spicy food, but Kara often wondered: what did dogs eat before dog food existed? Perhaps dog food was invented after dogs, she mused with a chuckle.

For Martha and Jonathan, this lunch wasn't just about the taste—it was about the fact that it was prepared by their daughter. Kara's cooking outshone any restaurant, not because of the seasoning, but because of the love behind it.

Even the dog cleaned its bowl, happily devouring Kara's special mix.

Kara couldn't help but laugh. "What a way to save face," she muttered.

Afterward, Kara tidied up the kitchen and washed the dishes, but Martha secretly wiped away tears. "My daughter has grown up," she murmured to herself again.

This was why Kara avoided showing her full independence in front of her mother—she didn't want to make her emotional. She thought, Why is she acting like this when I've come back to stay for a whole month?

Kara had taken time off from her busy city life to return to the family farm for a month. She planned to spend quality time with her family and help Clark prepare for his upcoming college life.

However, there was one thing that upset her: Clark's decision to live in a dorm instead of moving in with her.

"I want to live on my own, Kara," Clark explained firmly. "You've always taken care of me, but I need to be independent now."

Kara couldn't argue. After all, she had felt the same way when she left home. It would be hypocritical to impose a double standard.

Martha's earlier tears now made sense—both of her children were leaving the nest. Even Jonathan, usually stoic, seemed emotional. He slipped outside and sat in the back of the pickup truck, his favorite spot to reflect.

The back of the truck had always been Kara's favorite place as well. Since childhood, she loved lying there under the sun or gazing at the stars.

Seeing her adoptive father sitting there, Kara followed, still wearing Martha's apron. She walked over and placed her hands on Jonathan's broad shoulders.

"Feeling sentimental, Dad?" she teased. "Can't bear to let us go?"

Jonathan huffed. "I'm not that old yet."

Kara chuckled and suggested, "Why don't you and Mom sell the farm and move to the city? Then we could all live together again. Clark doesn't want to inherit the farm anyway."

Jonathan considered her words but shook his head firmly. "This farm has been in the Kent family for five or six generations. It's our legacy. I can't abandon it."

"Stubborn as always," Kara muttered under her breath.

Jonathan pretended not to hear. This was his home, and he couldn't imagine leaving it.

"And," he added with a smile, "if you ever get tired of city life, this will always be a place you can come back to."

Moved, Kara hugged her adoptive father tightly.

Jonathan shifted awkwardly. "Come on now, you're too old for this."

Kara rolled her eyes and walked away with a grin.

Jonathan remained seated in the truck, reminiscing about when his children were small and the yard was filled with their laughter.

Over the next few days, Kara fully embraced life on the farm. She spontaneously grabbed tools and joined in the daily chores. For her, with her super strength, it was hardly a challenge.

Martha and Jonathan didn't stop her—they knew she enjoyed helping. Kara had grown up pitching in around the farm, and it was second nature to her.

On the third day, however, Perry White from The Daily Planet called Kara's phone repeatedly. True to her promise of taking a real vacation, Kara ignored the calls.

Frustrated, Perry contacted Jennifer to relay the message.

When Jennifer arrived, she informed Kara that Gotham City was abuzz with rumors about a vigilante. People had started calling him Batman. Just yesterday, he had helped the police arrest Carmine Falcone, Gotham's infamous crime boss.

The city was divided: Was Batman a hero or a menace? Regardless, his actions were making waves.

Perry wanted Kara to write an article on the subject, but Kara was having none of it.

She called Perry directly: "I'm on vacation, remember? I have my column to focus on. Don't even think about it."

She hung up before Perry could respond, leaving him stunned.

"Who's the boss here again?" Perry muttered, shaking his head.


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