Chapter 913

Clare's heart was inexplicably restless.

It made him feel like he was on fire, making it difficult for him to control himself.

He had to see Sylvia immediately, as if only then could he feel a little relieved.

"Miss Andrews, there is something very important that I need to tell you about. It concerns your background," he said urgently.

Sylvia looked slightly stunned at the mention of her background. She knew about her mother's relationship with the Evans family, but... could there be other hidden secrets?

She had been searching for her mother's whereabouts for years and firmly believed that she was still alive. Could Clare have found some clues?

Her mind raced with a hundred thoughts.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she saw Franklin standing before her. His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly with an air of curiosity. "What happened?" "Mr. Hipps said there is something very important that concerns my background," Sylvia rubbed her forehead in confusion; she couldn't quite figure it out yet.

"Let's have breakfast first." Franklin took hold of Sylvia's hand and led her to the dining table. "No matter what happens next, your health comes first."

"That makes sense." Sylvia nodded in agreement while taking a bite out of a steamed bun; she looked beautiful even when eating - elegant movements akin to watching an exquisite painting come alive on canvas - making it seem like she wasn't eating buns but rather delicacies from around the world instead!

Franklin raised an eyebrow and said. "Those students will soon be discharged from the hospital. They are young and ambitious; I welcome anyone who wants to work at Maskelyne Group or SouthStar Airlines as long as they are willing!"

Sylvia hesitated briefly before speaking. "But those stubborn parents... they might cause trouble..."

"You're worried about me?" Franklin chuckled softly; his lips curled upwards showing off how good-natured he felt right now.

"I'm trying to talk business here," Sylvia replied dryly while pretending to drink porridge without looking back at him.

Just hearing him speak like this made one's heartbeat quicken! Especially when he smiled - those pitch-black eyes reflecting morning light were particularly bright with confidence between his brows - extremely charming!

lowered her head, pretending

though,

in the morning?" Clare's voice came through the intercom,

is open. Mr. Hipps, please come in." Although he had only been guarding Townyer Villa for a year and a half now,

he wouldn't stop him

rushed over with Mollie following behind him in bright clothing. They looked like

the butler was very pleased. "Please have a seat; my young master is washing dishes while my mistress is

suspected that his ears were playing

didn't sit down; instead he walked towards the kitchen where

Franklin, who was standing next to the sink, washing dishes while rolling up

laughing out loud when she saw what they saw. "Mr. Maskelyne

its rack after shaking off some water droplets from his hands before

Clare glanced over at an installed dishwasher above their heads. "Your hobby

it felt like they were forced

happily said. "... when we get married someday, you'll wash dishes too!" Clare felt something swell

before he could think too much about it, Sylvia

as Clare suddenly strode towards her with almost a run, his movements urgent and fast, completely different from his usual gentle and

arms. He held her so tightly that

He had always treasured her like a precious gemstone, yet here was Clare

he trying to steal someone

plans to get engaged

going

unhappy at all watching her fiance embrace another woman; instead she looked like she might

kind of drama

to separate them when suddenly

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Her beautiful face showed a

inside Franklin wanted nothing more than to tear them apart! As Sylvia glanced over at

many times before - he always felt an inexplicable desire for

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