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

Lilian watched them leave,

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"You'd better not overthink

rosy

was just sickened when I saw Lilian 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

more Sylvia spoke, the

the heck am I talking

She rubbed her forehead.

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

When she looked up at his

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

the power to make all women

Franklin bent down his head and pecked her

kissed her smooth forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her

his lips fell on her red

of deepening his kiss, Franklin tenderly pecked

eyes, she found Franklin

she felt awkward under his gaze, wondering why her heart started hammering

She cursed inwardly.

tender shoulders under the soft light of

and asked hoarsely,

her eyes

words annoyed her,

at him and inwardly blamed her

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

You've overthought. I'm

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

Sylvia caressed the outline of his muscles. Her mind

a psycho,’ her

she was unwilling

bit his

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

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

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

sunlight fell onto the king-size

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

bathroom, the door was

don't you sleep in? I

He sounded seductive.

blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded him, "Please behave yourself,

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