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."

held her hand and left the dining

them, Lilian watched them leave, hatred filling

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

snorted, "You'd better not overthink

Franklin pinched her rosy

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 time. I won't

Sylvia spoke,

am I

She rubbed her forehead.

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

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

Franklin didn't smile, he looked cold and ruthless. However, whenever

to make all

eyelashes, Franklin bent down his head and

and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath,

his lips fell on

his kiss, Franklin

opened her eyes, she found Franklin staring

awkward under his gaze, wondering why her heart started

She cursed inwardly.

of the bedroom. She wanted to

pressed her hands and asked hoarsely, "Trying

cheeks turned rosy, and her eyes were tinged

words annoyed

and inwardly blamed

but Franklin had repeatedly

you? You've overthought. I'm going

his chest.

under her palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of

is indeed a psycho,’ her inner

became scarlet, but she was unwilling to

his

provocatively, "Mr. Maskelyne, you always like to take

ear. Franklin reminded her hoarsely with an evil smile, "You

his body seemed to scream

sunlight fell onto the

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

the bathroom, the door was

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

He sounded seductive.

calm, she reminded him, "Please behave yourself, Mr. Maskelyne. It's still early

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