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 and left the dining

Lilian watched them leave, hatred filling her

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"You'd better not

her rosy earlobe.

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

more Sylvia spoke, the weirder

am I

She rubbed her forehead.

your face." Franklin

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

whenever he smiled, he was indeed charming, which she could never

to make all women in the

eyelashes, Franklin bent down his head and pecked

forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her

fell on

kiss,

eyes, she found Franklin staring at her wholeheartedly.

she felt awkward under his gaze, wondering

She cursed inwardly.

revealing her tender shoulders under the soft light of the bedroom. She wanted to

hands and asked hoarsely,

and her eyes

words annoyed her,

him and inwardly

her self-restraint, but Franklin had repeatedly

You've overthought. I'm going

dragged her hand, and pressed it on his chest. "You wanted to touch

caressed the outline of his muscles.

psycho,’ her

but she was unwilling to admit

his lips

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

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

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

following morning, sunlight fell onto the

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

the door was

you sleep in? I didn't expect you to get up so

He sounded seductive.

darted at him coldly, blushing. Pretending to be calm, she

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