Sylvia wasn't injured, but she wondered why she had fallen as the carpets were everywhere. She almost rolled down the stairs. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have either been killed immediately or disabled.

Lilian looked worried. “I'm sorry, Miss Andrews. It's my fault. If something happened to you, I would feel extremely guilty."

She kept blaming herself and felt upset, looking pitiful, as if she would shed tears the next second. Sylvia was the victim, but Lilian seemed to have encountered the accident instead.

Arching her brow, Sylvia said, "I didn't fall. Save your tears till the day I become disabled."

"Miss Andrews, you were awesome just now. Are you a martial artist?" Lilian asked, wiping the tears off her eye corner.

"Right. Whoever dares to harm me will end up miserably.” Sylvia stared at her eyes, and her tone was cold.

Then she went to the dining room.

Biting her lip, Lilian followed her.

The supper was simple, and Sylvia wasn't picky. She ate some.

When Franklin went downstairs, Lilian hurriedly served another portion. "Master Franklin, have a try. I prepared it for you deliberately.”

“I only eat Sylvia's dishes," Franklin replied expressionlessly.

He wore a black bathrobe. After a shower, he looked seductive and hot with messy hair on his handsome face.

This was the first time Lilian had seen him look so unruly and sexy. Usually, Franklin wore suits, looking aloof and self-restrained.

He looked utterly different but still made her heart race.

Lilian blushed.

"Master Franklin, I-1 made it as perfect as possible."

"So what?" Franklin ordered leisurely, "Leave."

Lilian gaped at him in disbelief as he sent her away.

“I'm done." Sylvia elegantly wiped her red lips. Lilian's obsessed look upset her slightly.

Without hesitation, she bent over to tighten Franklin's bathrobe and said, "I'm sleepy.”

Franklin looked down at her hand on his chest, smiling. "All right. Let's go to bed."

hand

watched them leave, hatred filling

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

snorted, "You'd

pinched her rosy earlobe.

careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest, didn't you? If you want to hit on her, you can

spoke, the weirder

am I talking

She rubbed her forehead.

it? Jealousy is evident on your face." Franklin couldn't help feeling delighted, wearing a charming

was racing. When she looked up at his bright grin, she was

and ruthless. However, whenever he

to make all women in the

trembling eyelashes, Franklin bent down his head

kissed her smooth forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath, feeling his

lips fell on

deepening his kiss, Franklin tenderly pecked

found Franklin staring

awkward under his gaze, wondering

She cursed inwardly.

soft light of the

hands and asked hoarsely, "Trying

rosy, and her eyes were tinged with

annoyed her,

glared at him and inwardly

was always confident in her self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly shattered it. She

you? You've overthought. I'm going

his bathrobe, dragged her hand, and pressed it on his chest. "You wanted to touch me in the dining room earlier, didn't

caressed the outline of

indeed a psycho,’

scarlet, but she was unwilling

his lips

Maskelyne, you always like to take control, don't you? Why did you

she exhaled hot breath seductively on his ear. Franklin reminded her hoarsely with an evil smile, "You are challenging

body seemed to scream

morning, sunlight fell onto the

hands away, Sylvia smelt his familiar mint scent. Shaking her head, she got off the bed and entered the bathroom. When she left, Franklin snapped open his sharp

Sylvia entered the bathroom, the door was pushed open from

sleep in? I didn't expect you to get

He sounded seductive.

blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded him,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255