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, hatred

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

snorted, "You'd better not overthink

Franklin pinched her rosy earlobe.

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 bluntly next time. I won't

Sylvia spoke, the weirder

heck am I talking

She rubbed her forehead.

is evident on your face." Franklin couldn't

looked up

and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he

to make all women in

eyelashes, Franklin bent down

smooth forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held

his lips fell on her

kiss, Franklin

eyes, she found Franklin staring

felt awkward under his gaze,

She cursed inwardly.

soft light of

and asked hoarsely, "Trying to seduce

rosy, and her eyes were tinged with

words annoyed her,

glared at him and inwardly blamed her

Franklin had repeatedly shattered it. She almost

overthought. I'm going to

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

under her palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of

a psycho,’

cheeks became scarlet, but she was

bit his lips

you always like to take control, don't you? Why did you let me control everything

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

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

following morning, sunlight fell onto the

familiar 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

entered the bathroom, the door was

sleep in? I didn't

He sounded seductive.

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

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