Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 287: Chapter 287 ’Second Young Master, Miss Ginger is missing!

Daisy Ginger looked at his expression, slightly stunned, about to push him aside and rush out.

Edward Stephens took a step back and locked her in the room right in front of her.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut, and Daisy Ginger’s shouting came from inside.

"Edward Stephens, what do you think you’re doing?!"

"Open the door for me!"

"Let me out!"

...

The man took a step back, staring at the door being pounded by Daisy Ginger, and gave a cold laugh with lowered eyes.

Now, finally, she knew his name.

*

Edward Stephens lit a cigarette and walked downstairs with an expressionless face.

The vast Stephens family mansion stood silent, its antique yet luxurious villa seemed to fall silent because of his arrival.

Edward Stephens ignored the servants, exited through a side door on the first floor, heading to the estate where Robert Stephens lived.

The Stephens family’s ancestors were of Chinese descent, so the entire ancestral home still retained some of the Suzhou-style garden aesthetics. That being said, four to five generations had passed, and in terms of education and conduct, there’s long been no relation to bloodline.

As Edward Stephens passed through the bamboo grove, he was stopped by Charlotte Smith coming out of Robert Stephens’s room.

The woman’s face was as pale as ever. She lowered her head before him, speaking softly, "Second Young Master, sir just lay down to rest, please do not disturb."

aside and

with an anxious expression, she said in a low voice, "Second Young Master, if you do this, sir will punish

at her, his gaze remained icy cold, stabbing at Charlotte Smith with no warmth, "Ryan

head, "...I’m sorry, Second

best at

*

Robert Stephens’s villa, he smelled a

man whom Charlotte mentioned was resting, was leaning on the sofa, wearing a simple moon-colored outfit, with a small cashmere blanket on his knees, absentmindedly playing with a piece

smiled slightly, sitting up from the sofa, "I heard

the sofa, signaling Edward Stephens to

seen each other for more than a year, you rarely come back,

had been every time in the past. Edward Stephens stood at the door watching him, the man’s strikingly

opposite him, staring at the sandalwood burning on the solid wood

isolated

is the

Stephens said blandly, "Brother hopes you

you hope I’ll come back with everything you’re doing to me now?

looked up, gazing at his younger brother’s youthful face,

into this now is wrong!" Edward Stephens clenched his fists, anger barely concealed in

is that innocent?" Robert Stephens propped up his face, softly laughing, "If I could, I truly wish she’d died

staring at him directly, his tone low, "You dare to lay a hand on

at him, his smile slowly

his face

Charlotte came back to me, you didn’t seem this upset," he said, "What, after

"..."

that her temper isn’t great, she can’t take care of you. If you like that look, I’ll have someone find a few for you, as for her, divorce

to himself, he really is out of

and his mind has only gotten

turning increasingly pale, Robert Stephens showed a slight smile, speaking softly, "The tech company you opened with Ryan Smith in Switzerland is doing quite well. If Ryan hadn’t moved so slowly, I might not have even noticed you secretly

him, lightly laughing, his voice growing gentler, "When did Edward decide to leave his brother? Even though we are half-brothers, we could be considered mutually dependent, such estrangement

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