Chapter 118

Downstairs, the banquet hall was buzzing while upstairs, however, tranquility reigned.

Merry, puzzled, broke the silence. “Did I just imagine that? It felt like there was someone in this room. What is this place?”

Yates replied, “Storage room.”

Merry called out, “Lia, are you in there?”

Cordelia was silent. She had been tucked away here for over twenty minutes, and Everard had taken

advantages of her. But now, she was on the verge of being discovered?

She glared at Everard, wishing he could just vanish on the spot. Everard, witnessing Cordelia’s fluster for the first time, couldn’t help but let out a low, amused chuckle.

Cordelia shot him a look that could kill, whispering fiercely, “Aren’t you worried about getting caught?”

Everard chuckled again, the thrill of the moment evident in his voice, “Not in the slightest.”

The look of indignation on the girl’s face, reminiscent of a cat with its fur standing on end, oddly elevated his spirits.

With a comforting pat on her head and a mental effort to suppress his mischievous thoughts, Everard murmured, “I’ll distract them.”

Before she could protest, he was out the door, leaving Cordelia to her frazzled thoughts.

Can he really do it?

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard Merry’s exclamation from outside, “Hey, is that Lia’s boyfriend? What are you doing in the storage room?”

Everard, without missing a beat, replied absentmindedly, “Oh, just playing with a kitten.”

Merry’s curiosity was piqued. “A kitten? Where? I want to see.”

Everard, blocking the doorway, said nonchalantly, “It scampered out the window.”

Cordelia was mortified.

hint that she’s the kitten in this scenario?

fearing their cover

gaze shifted from the storage room to Everard. The satisfaction in his eyes

a tense five seconds, Yates spoke

on, “A

turned and said, “Let’s head

Merry was intimidated by Yates, she reluctantly followed him back to his room. As they entered, Yates. paused, his eyes locking with Everard’s in a silent

one of cold amusement, a smirk of victory playing upon

pressed into a

the memory of something the young man

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study.”

case, then it was time to

the storage room, shooting a glare at Everard before sighing in relief, “Lucky there are stray cats around here, or we would’ve been

of amusement passed through Everard’s

over and night advancing, Cordelia didn’t return to Yates‘ room. After texting

where Hackett had been awaiting his arrival. Upon seeing him, Hackett snapped to attention,

before taking a seat, casually starting the conversation, “I

at everything, poor at studies, quick to anger,

silencing Hackett, who then pleaded, “Mr. Watkins, the Griffin family only has this grandson left. I just want him to live, not expecting any greatness–it’s his parents‘ greatest

clenched at the mere mention of ‘his parents. After a moment, he said flatly. “I’ll pretend I didn’t see

exhaled in relief, his voice choked with gratitude, “Thank you.”

room fell silent once

Everard added in a heavy, cool tone, “If there’s

relieved. “There’s no need! You’ve given the Griffin family the Greenmeadow estate. I’m

the young brat can squander it all he wants, and

atmosphere relaxed considerably.

getting

you here in Greenmeadow on some assignment? If the Griffin family can be of help, I’m at your service.”

be fine.” Pausing, he added, “I’m just here to pursue a

to him? Wait, pursuing a girlfriend… does that mean

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