Evelyn returned to the Quintin estate, where Old Mr. Quintin was in the living room’s cozy study, meticulously copying calligraphy onto canvas, while Old Mr. Jarvis dozed off beside him with a cup of tea in hand, seemingly waiting for their return.

“You are back,” Old Mr. Quintin said with a gentle smile, setting down his brush.

Evelyn approached, pouring a cup of tea for Old Mr. Quintin, and chuckled, “Grandpa, you should get some rest. No need to wait up for me. With Gabriel around, I’m safe. Just take good care of yourself.”

Old Mr. Quintin replied with a warm smile, “Had too much afternoon tea, not sleepy at all. Did you have fun?”

Evelyn nodded, “A lot. Met many friends.”

Old Mr. Jarvis stirred awake, glanced behind her, “Where’s Gabriel?”

Evelyn’s gaze dimmed slightly, speaking softly, “Gabriel went to drop off a friend. He might be back late.”

“What friend?” Old Mr. Quintin inquired.

Evelyn looked down, remaining silent.

insight struck Old Mr. Quintin, and with surprise,

his eyes wearily, Old Mr. Jarvis responded, “How would

only been back a few days.

who introduced her

a girlfriend?

in her eyes, Evelyn slowly

name,” Old Mr. Jarvis

shot him a look, “Jarvis, aren’t you going to

Mr. Jarvis replied, “I’m supposed to meddle in

Back at Citadel, I saw Ms. Jarvis with Mr. Lamont, and I didn’t

Jarvis’ eyes widened, “She was with Jonathan?

I thought Ms. Jarvis was Mr. Lamont’s girlfriend at first, but later I found out that she works in public relations. She was probably just networking with Mr.

Old Mr. Quintin became more incredulous as he listened, “Old man, what’s going on with Gab? How did he end

calm, “Gab’s 34, not 14. He knows what

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