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Chapter 5

Chapter 5

When they got back to the Adler family home, the day was still young. It was a weekday, so Kelvin was getting ready to head -out for work.

The maid quickly ran after him, handing him a cup of coffee. After that, she swiftly cleared the breakfast table and, with th help of another servant, brought out the breakfast that had been prepared.

Maybe because she’d been told in advance, the maid took Yvonne’s presence in the house like it was no big deal–just the way it should be.

Yvonne sat quietly at the table, chewing on her bread without saying a word.

When she was done eating, she quietly leaned over to Jeremy and softly asked, “Brother, is it just us here?”

Jeremy shook his head. “No, you’ve got three other brothers, too. But right now, it’s just me and the third brother at home. The others aren’t here.”

The family setup was simple and easy to remember–no confusion there.

After hearing that. Yvonne raised her soft, pale face and asked in her sweet, innocent voice, “What about the third brother? Can I meet him?”

Jeremy paused for a second, his hand hanging by his side. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his eyes darkened. “He isn’t feeling well. He’s resting.”

Yvonne nodded, understanding. But when she saw him preparing to leave, she stood up, eyes filled with reluctance as she looked at him.

At the right moment, the maid brought over his school jacket, which Jeremy grabbed and held in his hands

He looked down at her and said patiently. “I’m heading to school now. I won’t be back until tonight. Don’t go running around the house, okay?

“Lillian will take you to your room once she’s done. Be good and wait for me.

Yvonne, still new to the house, clung to her brother, but she understood that she couldn’t hold him up. She quickly stepped aside, making room for him. “Got it, Jeremy. I’ll wait for you.”

Seeing how obedient she was, Jeremy’s fingers twitched for a second, and after a brief hesitation, he awkwardly reached out and ruffled her hair. “Be good, alright? I’ll bring you something nice when I get back.

lit up

excited about the treats–no, it was because Jeremy had patted

quietly on the couch for a

room. The room was spotless, clearly never used before, with brand–new furniture and unopened packages scattered

her head in frustration. The blankets haven’t been aired out, the no siteets aren’t washed, the mattress still hasn’t been unwrapped… So much to do. Getting

fast, and though Yvonne didn’t understand all of it, she caught the last part. “Lillian,

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you’re too

her age–even Lillian, who’d been working

might

while? I’ll finish up soon and come get you to head back inside, okay? Lillian

everything was in place, she turned

sat quietly on the delicate wooden bench, soaking up the rare

she spotted the gardener ship and fall from a distance, she jumped up without thinking and rushed over to help. even though she knew she didn’t have

from a room above the garden, a gray curtain was pulled back just enough to

glanced out casually, but his attention was immediately grabbed by the sight of the little girl darting around. Charles

unnaturally so, his thin frame more fragile than anyone could ignore. His skin was a sickly, cold white, but despite his frailty,

that drew you in, but

of his eyes were faintly bloodshot, giving him a brooding, almost haunted vibe. His lips were pale, barely tinted with pink, and aside from that, there was no color in his face at all.

obvious that he didn’t have much time left.

Yvonne, noticing that while her clothes

from some old injury–but

like a bird–free and unburdened–completely different from him.

his pale fingers pressing against the cold glass unconsciously.

then, there was a knock at the door. “Mr.

step back, his expression neutral, and slowly let his hand drop from the

shut, blocking off the outside world. The servant entered, carrying the bowl of medicine, and the bitter, nauseating smell hit the air

didn’t flinch or show any sign of resistance, as if he’d completely

of the unstrained herbs hit the back of his throat, he choked, turning red and coughing violently.

a while before the coughing subsided, leaving his face even paler than before.

the servant left with the empty bowl, Charles spoke, his voice flat. “Take

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