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."

he held her hand and left the

them, Lilian watched them

"Are you jealous, sweetie?"

"You'd better not

rosy earlobe. "Also, you pulled my bathrobe

Sylvia retorted, pretending to be careless. "You deliberately revealed your chest,

Sylvia spoke, the weirder

the heck am

She rubbed her forehead.

on your face."

looked up at

he looked cold and ruthless. However, whenever he smiled, he was indeed charming, which

to make all

her trembling eyelashes, Franklin bent down

forehead gently and affectionately. Sylvia held her breath,

his lips fell on

kiss, Franklin tenderly

eyes, she found Franklin staring at her wholeheartedly. She

felt awkward under his gaze, wondering

She cursed inwardly.

of the bedroom. She wanted to straighten it up, but

and asked hoarsely, "Trying

her eyes were

annoyed

at him and

her self-restraint, but Franklin

You've overthought. I'm going to

untied the black belt of his bathrobe, dragged her hand, and pressed it on his

palm, Sylvia caressed the outline of his muscles.

is indeed a psycho,’ her inner

scarlet, but she was unwilling to admit being

bit his lips

Maskelyne, you always like to take control,

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

in desire, and his body

following morning, sunlight fell onto the

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

the bathroom, the door was

in a nasal voice, "Why don't you sleep in? I

He sounded seductive.

to be calm, she reminded him, "Please behave yourself, Mr. Maskelyne. It's

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