Chapter 249

Elysia was taken aback for a second, and then her cheeks flushed a brilliant red, stammering, "Who, who's ogling you?"

Tarquin responded with calm directness, "You."

Elysia's eyes widened further, her face growing even redder as she retorted fiercely, "Y-you... Stop talking nonsense! I did not! So, looking at you once is inappropriate? Get over yourself! So full of it! Such a... a narcissist!"

Elysia, refusing to admit anything, fired back with righteous indignation before quickly turning to busy herself with making a sauce, her heart pounding rapidly.

Tarquin, lips pursed, rolled his eyes at her but didn't engage further, heading to Elijah's room instead.

Dinner was still a bit away, and he took this opportunity to chat with Elijah.

They'd talk about Elysia, and also about the Bradford family's annual commemoration of their ancestors.

Elijah was playing with White, sitting at a small round table with White on it, engaging in a staring contest. It was like watching an eagle, seeing who would blink first.

Tarquin's expression softened a bit. Though he wasn't fond of Elysia, he had to admit, Elijah had been in a much better state these days, thanks to her.

Tarquin took the seat Elysia had just vacated.

and White turned

upon seeing him. The little one, head held high, flicked its thin, red tongue out, looking

narrowed his eyes, taking a

the subtle patterns on its body. These patterns, unique and barely visible, floated across

felt like peering into an ancient, mystical pond, those

dangerous, chilling to the

small and cute, yet had a cool demeanor, much like

Its eyes moved observantly, clearly taking

not directly

Elysia give it

her

"Do you want it?"

gentleman doesn't covet what others

he couldn't simply

Elijah,

get someone to find you

remained silent, and Tarquin continued, "Are you

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