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

them

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"You'd better

ears red?" Franklin pinched her rosy earlobe. "Also, you pulled my bathrobe to cover

careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest, didn't you? If you want to

Sylvia spoke, the weirder

heck am

She rubbed her forehead.

face." Franklin couldn't

looked up at

However, whenever he

power to make

bent

forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath, feeling his kisses trailing

lips fell on her

his kiss, Franklin tenderly pecked

found Franklin

gaze, wondering why

She cursed inwardly.

soft light of the bedroom. She

asked hoarsely, "Trying to seduce

rosy, and her eyes

annoyed her,

and inwardly

always confident in her self-restraint, but Franklin

you? You've overthought. I'm going to

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

palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his muscles. Her

indeed a psycho,’ her inner voice

she was unwilling to

bit his

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

reminded her hoarsely with an evil smile,

body seemed to scream at him

following morning, sunlight fell onto

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

bathroom, the door was

a nasal voice, "Why don't you sleep

He sounded seductive.

coldly, blushing. Pretending to be calm, she reminded

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