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."

her hand

Lilian watched them leave, hatred filling her

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

Sylvia snorted, "You'd better not

pinched her rosy earlobe.

at you," Sylvia retorted, pretending to be careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest, didn't you? If

Sylvia spoke, the

heck am I talking

She rubbed her forehead.

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

she looked up at his bright

and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he was indeed charming,

to make

bent down his

repeatedly kissed her smooth forehead gently and affectionately.

his lips fell on her

kiss, Franklin tenderly

found Franklin staring

awkward under his gaze,

She cursed inwardly.

of the bedroom. She wanted to straighten

pressed her hands and asked hoarsely, "Trying to seduce

cheeks turned rosy, and her eyes were tinged

words annoyed her,

glared at him and inwardly

self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly shattered

overthought. I'm going

Franklin untied the black belt of his bathrobe, dragged her hand, and pressed it on his chest. "You wanted to touch me in the dining room earlier, didn't you? Now

caressed the outline

psycho,’ her inner

cheeks became scarlet, but she was unwilling to admit being

his

and said provocatively, "Mr. Maskelyne, you always like to take control, don't you? Why did you let me control everything

Franklin reminded her hoarsely with an evil

eyes glinted in desire, and his body seemed to scream at him to take

sunlight fell onto the

his familiar mint scent. Shaking her head, she got off the bed and

the door was pushed open from the

in a nasal voice, "Why don't you sleep in? I didn't expect you to get up so

He sounded seductive.

be calm, she reminded him, "Please

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