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.

the kitten in this scenario? But to

heart skipped a beat, fearing

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

After a tense five seconds, Yates spoke with

“A stray

turned and said, “Let’s head

As they entered,

cold amusement, a

his lips pressed into a

darkening at the memory of something the young man had said earlier, about how ‘she’s probably better off finding a

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study.”

the case, then it was

the storage room, shooting a glare at Everard before sighing in relief, “Lucky there are stray cats around here,

of amusement passed through Everard’s eyes. She’s so

the party over and night advancing, Cordelia didn’t return to

into the study where Hackett had been awaiting his arrival. Upon seeing him, Hackett

a seat, casually starting the conversation, “I

at everything, poor

silencing Hackett, who then pleaded, “Mr. Watkins, the Griffin family only has this grandson left. I just want him to live, not expecting any

mention of ‘his parents. After a moment, he said flatly. “I’ll pretend I

voice choked with gratitude, “Thank you.”

silent once again.

Everard added in a heavy, cool tone,

need! You’ve given the Griffin family the Greenmeadow estate. I’m

money, the young brat can squander it all he wants, and it’d

relaxed considerably.

getting

brief exchange, Hackett inquired, “Are you here in Greenmeadow on some assignment? If the Griffin

just here to pursue a girlfriend and take

pursuing a girlfriend… does that mean he

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