Sylvia waited for Old Mr. Jarvis to hang up before she finally allowed herself to breathe, her heart racing with a nervous excitement that tingled at her fingertips. She had heard of Old Mr. Jarvis before, a man reputed to be a reclusive and haughty old soul. Yet, the voice on the phone was surprisingly warm and gentle.

Placing her phone down, Sylvia still echoed with the old man's words, "Have him bring you home." She pressed her lips together in a faint smile, dabbed her face clean with a tissue, and turned to leave the

room.

After preparing breakfast, Sylvia returned to the bedroom, where Gabriel was getting dressed.

She walked over and helped him button up his shirt. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sorry, I accidentally took your call just now. I think it was your grandfather," Sylvia apologized, her long lashes casting a shadow as she spoke softly.

Gabriel's eyes paused for a moment, "Grandfather?"

"Yes."

With a calm and measured tone, Gabriel replied, "I see. I'll call him back in a bit."

and looked up

his phone, scrolling through the call log and noting that Sylvia

with curiosity as he

the call connected, and Old Mr. Jarvis's robust voice came through, "Ah, you're

"Got something here. I'll be back

Mr. Jarvis chuckled, "Did I interrupt

with composure,

phone, seemed quite caring towards you. She sounds like a sweet

to himself - sweet? She was the type to climb the roof if you gave

with something. I need to stay

need. Forget two days, two months

silent for a

young lady in trouble? Does she need any help from me, or Estelle might be

all, they were in J

need, I've got it

Old Mr. Quintin!" Old Mr. Jarvis laughed, "Also, explain to the young

Afraid of him?

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