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.”

seemed to warm

with a

Let’s hang out tonight,” Magdalen suggested cheerfully. “I’ve got Carson coming,

thank Marina and Carson and readily agreed, “Sure,

the old haunt, 9th

del Sol, might be a bit late

rush.” Magdalen laughed.

“Alright.”

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

a while since

City, and it would be good to introduce him to

“I’ll give him

adding,

Evelyn won’t know anyone. It might be awkward

had no

accepted the invitation. Around six, he grabbed his jacket

Old Mr. Quintin were deep in conversation, with Evelyn sitting beside Old Mr. Quintin, chiming in now and then, much to

Mr. Jarvis asked in

was onto something, but he kept his composure, “No,

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