Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Mr. Wordsworth was sweating profusely now. “Of course not. Why would I…”

“Leave me alone then. I am the granddaughter of the Joneson Family, not a death row inmate,” Elspeth retorted.

It was not the first time she found him annoying, but she had completely lost control this time.

“Miss, please don’t make things hard for me. I am just a butler in the family. I only wish to do my job and support my family. Your actions are really pushing beyond my limits…”

She did not expect a man in his fifties would burst into tears in public.

Although his cries were not that loud, it was extremely embarrassing for her.

“Alright,” she said. “Enough. I won’t go. Stop crying. How can you cry in front of so many people when you’re at this age?”

Mr. Wordsworth finally heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her comply. “Very well, Miss. I’ll send you home first.”

Home?

“Grandfather said I can go anywhere I want as long as I stay in Blaydal, right?” Elspeth deliberately asked as she stroked her chin.

Not comprehending what she was trying to say, he blankly nodded in response.

“That means he won’t do anything no matter how late I stay out, right?”

As if her words had completely blindsided him, he nodded once more.

“All right,” Elspeth said, standing up and tearing apart the ticket in her hand. “The ticket is destroyed. I won’t be going anywhere, so stop following me.”

Evidently, he was hesitant to believe her sudden change of heart. “You’re not lying, are you?”

“Of course not.”

Her biggest priority right now was calming him down. She could not directly bicker with him, and there was no way she would win in a fight against the many people he brought with him.

was a look of appreciation on his face like she was his daughter who had

him, it seemed like she was

day, when he was busy searching everywhere for her, he felt like slapping himself in the

should have dragged her back to the

a soccer match. “Were you the one who

of a crime like that by

you admitting to your crime?” she

throwing a tantrum now? You want to borrow my private helicopter?” he

want a helicopter? Let me guess; you were going to Damoria to look

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

of an eye he’s keeping on you, yet you insist on going to Damoria right

of her action. It was too dangerous

No one can change it,” she

on earth you took after,” he said, sighing. “You’re so stubborn, always committing

soul who was often the mediator of the town. She likely inherited her temper from

borrow my private helicopter,

I’m not always supervised. When asked about

have thought up that

reason, that plan did not sit easily with him. “What if he comes here? How do you

I am, but you know I’ll be back in the evening. I’ll try to get back as soon as possible

time telling such a big lie to old Mr. Joneson, but he was not really nervous.

He nodded in agreement.

parked at Spencer’s place. Thus, she headed over to Spencer’s

told me everything over the phone just now. You’re going to sneak over to Damoria using his helicopter,

she replied. “It’s been a long time since I

to explain yourself,” he said with a chuckle. “I

he said that, there was nothing she needed to hide. “That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all,

down at the leaves on the ground the

helicopter, she got ready to