After a layover flight, they arrived in Eden at long last. Arthur took them to his residence. Elspeth observed the huge mansion, and a dubious glint fleeted across her eyes.

This is not a bungalow, but a manor. He spends most of his time in the country, though. How did he have the time and money to build such a spacious manor?

“You rarely leave the country. How do you own such a big property here?”

Ignoring her, he unlocked the door before leading Isabel and Helena into the house.

“Arthur Winthrop, is this house on a lease?” Elspeth followed them, shouting from behind.

This idiot. Arthur’s face darkened as looked back at her. “My dad bought it.”

Dad? That unfamiliar address conjured Theodore’s face, but she soon recalled that Arthur was no longer one of the Winthrop Family.

Does he mean Yoel Blue? she guessed while following them into the house.

The interior design was not Arthur’s cup of tea. She once had the chance to visit his room in Winthrop Residence. The gray theme color in that room bore no warmth at all. Yet, the warm tone color in this manor could readily lift one’s spirits.

“You guys can stay here for the time being. I don’t come here often.”

“Where will you stay?” Elspeth was curious.

Seeing how Elspeth was asking too much, Helena pulled the hem of Elspeth’s sleeve. “Enough. We shouldn’t pry on Dr. Winthrop’s privacy as the guests. He must be busy with his work.”

Guests? We are fugitives.

say that aloud, though. Meanwhile, Arthur

even if

person who helped them out; not only did he save her life, but he also helped her daughter

daughter was not grateful to him

fear that her rebellion would result in Helena’s relapsing. “I’m sorry, Arthur Winthrop. I

was not offended in the first

glared at him. Whom are

her

was. Thus, the agitated Elspeth headed upstairs with her luggage and cooped herself in a room

like this. I hope

okay. She’s cute.”

response. Cute? Is he into Elsie? If so, I should somehow make the ship

in the room for three days straight ever since they came to Eden.

turned up. Her face was glowing and

laidback Arthur leaned against the door, pinching a cigarette

worrying about me. Isabel brought me food

who lowered and scratched her head awkwardly. The scar on her face was recovering well; the burns

she didn’t want to see you.” Isabel was obviously on Elspeth’s

You guys win. To grant your wish, it seems like I should

that. Your cooking is not as delicious

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