Chapter 142

He repeated this process several times. When he looked up at the time again, he realized it was already 4

a.m.

It’s so late, and she still hasn’t returned. Is the celebration banquet taking this long?

Edgar sat blankly on the sofa, and suddenly, the scene of Sylvia’s dinner party inexplicably appeared in his mind, where everyone was cheering and urging Sylvia and Adrain to have a toast.

He immediately stood up.

No! Absolutely not!

He turned around and headed towards the door, but before he reached the garden, he was stopped by Fifteen and Seventeen.

“Mr. Fallen, it’s very late. You can’t go out in the middle of the night.”

“I’m going to find Sylvia.”

Fifteen and Seventeen remained unmoved. “Miss will come back after she finishes handling things, and besides, she has Brother Eleven protecting her. Just be patient and wait.”

Edgar frowned, his face growing cold.

If it were Eleven tonight, things might be easier to negotiate. Fifteen and Seventeen had always disliked him, and they couldn’t be bothered to say a word to him unnecessarily.

Helpless, Edgar had no choice but to turn back and continue waiting.

The waiting time was often the longest and most agonizing. During this time, he thought about many things.

He vaguely recalled the many times Sylvia had called him over the past three years, hoping he would come home for dinner. Sometimes he would make a few perfunctory remarks, sometimes he would be too lazy to talk to her and simply hang up, not returning home for two or three consecutive

So this was what it felt like to wait all night long….

He looked up and stared at the clock hanging on the opposite wall, his gaze following the movement of the minute hand. Unconsciously, he fell asleep on the sofa.

He didn’t know how long had passed when the sound of the door opening woke him up.

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Sylvia who came in, his face lit up. He stood up to greet her. “You’re back. The food has gotten cold,

his offer expressionlessly. “No need, I’ve

“Breakfast?”

head and looked at the clock on

come back last night… She

sat on the sofa, waiting the entire

drunk? Where did you sleep? Did you stay with Adrain the whole night? Did

Adrain have to do with anything? And

should she answer

changed into slippers, she replied, “Last night, Abigail got drunk, so I took her back to her

stood frozen in place.

trainee who

be cautious with men but guard against

and was about to

three hours preparing that table of food last night. I meant it sincerely. Would

face and taste it,” Sylvia interrupted him with a cold

I’ve already eaten. If you haven’t had breakfast, you can eat

and her words suffocated him, leaving him unable to speak for a long time. Seeing that he had nothing

her retreating figure and then turned his head to see the table of carefully prepared dishes

food had grown cold, just like a

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a new outfit. As she walked dirangs die mare de saw him standing there in a daze.

bringing his thoughts back. “Hurry up

Come out with

we going?”

the

bang echoed through

Fallen Family Mansion were still asleep

sudden noise.

led his wife, Hailey,

down the stairs, asking, “Mom, Dad! Is

bewildered expressions and discovered a crowded group of people in the hall only after reaching the

pouring tea, presenting herself as

behind her couch in a well–trained manner, while

an intimidating presence, as if they were here to collect a debt. The Fallen family

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