Just now, Evelyn caught a whiff of Sylvia’s delicate fragrance lingering on Gabriel. Her nose was a gift, a personal radar for scents, and she remembered each one distinctly. Sylvia’s scent was soft and subtle, irresistibly pleasant, etched into Evelyn’s memory with clarity.

At this moment, the same scent intertwined with Gabriel’s own robust, cool aura, creating an ambiguous fusion on him.

Evelyn’s mind flashed back to the previous night when Gabriel instinctively pulled Sylvia into his protective embrace as the acid bottle flew towards them.

So, Gabriel has feelings for Sylvia?

A tinge of disappointment washed over Evelyn.

No wonder he had flatly rejected the marriage idea the moment Old Mr. Quintin broached the subject.

He already had someone in his heart.

But if he had someone he liked, why wouldn’t he tell Old Mr. Jarvis?

Villa del Sol.

Estelle and Jonathan, along with Milo, had spent the day wandering the hills and returned to their villa when Magdalen’s call came through.

“Ella.”

tone seemed to

replied with a

cheerfully. “I’ve got Carson coming, and he’s bringing

Marina and Carson and readily agreed, “Sure, where are we

hit up the old haunt, 9th

from Villa del Sol,

rush.” Magdalen laughed.

“Alright.”

to Jonathan, “Magdalen suggested a get-together tonight; she’s already touched base with Mr. Foster

“It’s been a

brother. He’s in J City, and it

agreed, “I’ll give

adding, “Should we invite

and Evelyn won’t know anyone. It might be awkward for

had no objections,

naturally accepted the invitation. Around six, he grabbed his jacket and headed

sitting beside Old Mr. Quintin, chiming in now

Gabriel was leaving again, Old Mr. Jarvis asked in surprise, “Off to see that old friend of yours

sudden inkling Old Mr. Jarvis was onto something, but he kept his composure, “No, just dinner

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