At night.

It was so quiet.

Jeanne lay on the bed and slept just fine.

The sound of someone knocking on the door suddenly came from outside the room.

"Miss, someone is looking for you." The servant was a little annoyed.

Jeanne could understand that no one would be in a good mood if they were woken up in the middle of the night. At this moment, she was not in a good mood either.

Who was looking for her at this time of night?

Monica?

She was always like this from time to time.

"It's a man called Teddy," the servant said, clearly impatient.

If it was not because the madam reminded the servants to respect the "eldest young lady" who had been kicked out, they would not be so respectful to her. "What?" Jeanne frowned slightly.

"He's waiting for you in the main hall now. He said he has something to hand over to you personally." After the servant finished, she turned around and left. Jeanne glanced at the servant's back and pursed her lips. She also walked out of the room and went downstairs.

She really did see Teddy downstairs.

Teddy saw Jeanne appear and hurriedly went forward. "Ms. Lawrence."

"You're looking for me?"

"This is what Fourth Master wanted me to hand over to you." Teddy took out a cell phone and a SIM card. "The SIM card is still your original number, and the cell phone is new." Jeanne looked at Teddy and did not say anything.

Teddy did not find this awkward. He took out another ointment and continued, "This ointment can reduce the swelling on your face. Fourth Master asked me to remind you to apply it before you go to bed. It'll reduce the swelling tomorrow."

Jeanne still looked at Teddy without saying anything.

There were a few seconds of awkwardness in the hall...

After a long while, Jeanne could not help but ask, "Is something wrong with your fourth master?"

"..." Teddy was stunned and nodded. "He has been a little... abnormal lately."

Fourth Master Swan somehow did not want Teddy to follow him today and only returned to the manor at 9:00 pm. He did not say anything when he returned. Half an hour ago, when it was midnight, he asked Teddy to send a SIM card, a cell phone, and a tube of ointment to Jeanne. Teddy suspected that his master had been terminally ill recently and became mentally disordered.

Teddy said, "Please accept them, Ms. Lawrence." "I shouldn't take something undeserved. Mr. Dolittle,

please..." "My master said that if you don't accept them, I don't have to go back either."

"Please, Ms. Lawrence, be magnanimous and let me go back to report the matter."

not want to make things difficult for him. She took all the

"Okay."

the things in Teddy's

and

looked at the things in her hands. It

did not have anything to do with Fourth

Swan did not say anything more. She thought that was it, but she did not think that

in the middle of

lowered her head and looked at the phone, the SIM card, and the

not

would not smile if

the ointment into

about to throw away the phone and the SIM card, she

just that she was not used

Swan family's Bamboo

high-class room, Edward was lying on a large black leather bed. He was wearing a white bathrobe and holding a phone in his hand. He was staring at the screen as if he was

moment Teddy knocked on the door

I gave

she say anything?"

me

"What else?"

looked at

else could there

turned to look

tried hard to recall. "Oh

clear, and

if something is wrong with

"..." Edward's face darkened.

not dare to

in a neutral tone, "How's the

and the stars are twinkling. It's

you with a night view in Bamboo Garden. You're not allowed to return to the house before the

difficult to tell

left with tears in his

did not change as

screen: [Fourth Master Swan, did you see

Edward replied slowly: [Yes.]

I'm afraid that Ms. Lawrence isn't simple.] Edward completely ignored Nox's words and typed a few words.

his phone on the

on the big bed and looked at the ceiling

light emitted by the black downlight, he was a little lost

that... he would not be able

The next day.

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