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Sylvia raised an eyebrow and stepped into the castle.

As expected, the castle was gorgeous and exquisite, with dignity and elegance in every place.

"Master Franklin, the dinner is ready,” the butler said softly.

"I see." Franklin took Sylvia's hand and said in a husky voice, "Let's have dinner."

It was a surprise for Franklin to meet Sylvia in Lleilaga. Therefore, he was over the moon.

Sylvia looked at Franklin, who was as noble as a king, and raised an eyebrow, "Okay!"

Then she was led into a luxurious dining room.

The long table was laid out with flowers, elaborate meals, and wine.

It was opposite the window, through which Sylvia could see a large sea of lavenders outside the window.

Sylvia felt as if she was in a beautiful fairyland. In the middle of the flowers was a large windmill, spinning with the breeze.

This happened only in romantic movies. How beautiful!

Franklin was much richer than Sylvia thought. And she even wondered whether he had properties all over the world.

The scent of flowers came with the wind.

While dining, Sylvia couldn't help but smile. "It's so beautiful here." Franklin raised the corners of his mouth. "It's good that you like it." Just then, a young maid came over with a plate of delicate pudding. "Master Franklin, this is the newly baked pudding.”

“Put it down," Franklin said indifferently.

After the maid put it down, she did not leave like other maids. Instead, she stood beside Franklin and said with a sweet smile, "Master Franklin, may I ask what else you want to eat? I can go for it all. It's rare for you to come back once, so I will try my best to serve you well!" This maid's name was Lilian. Her blue eyes were almost glued to Franklin.

Lilian's eyes. She guessed Lilian liked

nice

looked cold and pushed the pudding to

ice cream and pudding. So, he specially

was so nice to

from the other maids in the kitchen that Franklin had brought back a very beautiful

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Sylvia sat in the living room, a little

curled up on the sofa like a cat, lazily

sat elegantly beside her, with a laptop on

Anyway, she had nothing to do tonight, so she would stay here

more beautiful and

watched TV for a while, Sylvia

towards Franklin, whose perfect side face looked much less hostile in the soft light.

an urge welled up inside Sylvia. She actually wanted to kiss Franklin's thin lips as he was

herself that, Franklin, despite

she must stay

by Franklin's beauty. There were

herself to look toward the TV again. She was

then, Lilian came over with a cup of coffee, still wearing a sweet smile. “Master Franklin, this is

of coffee. He lazily glanced at Sylvia and gestured for

and would stay here tonight, took

coffee, she saw a fierce flash in Lilian's eyes. But it was

her eyes. She took a sip of coffee, only to

seemed Lilian didn't know much about Franklin's

anything sweet, especially sweet

coffee,