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.

in this scenario? But to her surprise, Merry bought it. That’s a shame. But Yates, I didn’t know you had a

beat, fearing their cover

room to Everard. The satisfaction

a tense five seconds, Yates spoke with a double meaning, “I

caught on, “A

turned and said, “Let’s head

back to his room. As they entered, Yates. paused, his eyes locking with Everard’s in a silent

was one of cold amusement, a smirk of victory playing

eyes dimmed, his lips pressed into a tighter

of something the young man had said earlier, about how ‘she’s

1/3

study.”

then it was time

shooting a glare at Everard before sighing in relief, “Lucky there are stray

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

return to

his arrival. Upon seeing him, Hackett snapped to attention, “Mr. Watkins!”

casually starting the conversation, “I saw Yates.”

“He’s just a foolish boy, incompetent at everything, poor at studies, quick to anger, just

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

After a moment, he

relief, his voice

room fell silent once

a heavy, cool tone, “If

smiled, relieved. “There’s no 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 still be enough.”

relaxed considerably.

getting

on some assignment? If

he added, “I’m just here

a girlfriend… does that mean

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