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."

he held her hand and left the dining

them, Lilian watched them leave,

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

Sylvia snorted, "You'd better not overthink

pinched her rosy earlobe. "Also, you

drooling at you," Sylvia retorted, pretending to be careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest, didn't you? If you want to hit on her, you can tell me bluntly next

Sylvia spoke, the

the heck am

She rubbed her forehead.

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

When she looked up

However, whenever he smiled,

to make all women in the world

bent down his head

affectionately. Sylvia held her breath, feeling his kisses

lips fell on

his kiss, Franklin tenderly pecked

Sylvia opened her eyes, she found Franklin staring at

felt awkward under his gaze, wondering why

She cursed inwardly.

a loose nightgown, revealing her tender shoulders under the soft light of the bedroom. She

pressed her hands and asked hoarsely, "Trying to seduce me,

and her eyes

words annoyed her,

at him and inwardly

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

You've overthought. I'm going

her hand, and pressed it on his chest. "You wanted to touch me in the dining

heat under her palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his muscles. Her

psycho,’ her inner voice

cheeks became scarlet, but she was unwilling to admit

bit his lips

sneered and said provocatively, "Mr. Maskelyne, you always like to take control, don't you? Why

his ear. Franklin reminded her hoarsely with an evil smile,

glinted in desire, and his body seemed

sunlight fell

her head, she got off the bed and entered the bathroom. When she left, Franklin snapped open his sharp eyes. Gazing at

bathroom, the door was pushed open

voice, "Why don't you sleep in? I

He sounded seductive.

coldly, blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded him, "Please behave yourself, Mr. Maskelyne. It's still early

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