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 her surprise, Merry bought

beat, fearing their cover

to Everard. The satisfaction in his eyes were obvious.

grip on his phone. After a tense five seconds, Yates spoke with a double meaning, “I

on, “A stray

didn’t reply, simply turned and said,

intimidated by Yates, she reluctantly followed him back to his room. As

expression was one of cold amusement, a smirk of victory playing

his lips pressed into a tighter

into Yates‘ room, Everard finally turned away, his thoughts 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.”

If that’s the case, then it

Everard before sighing in relief, “Lucky there are stray cats around here, or we

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

Cordelia didn’t return to Yates‘ room. After

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

slightly before taking a seat, casually starting the conversation,

incompetent at everything, poor at studies, quick to anger, just wasting his days away…”

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,

relief, his voice choked with gratitude, “Thank

silent

heavy, cool tone, “If there’s trouble,

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

squander it all he wants,

atmosphere relaxed considerably.

getting

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

speechless. Why showing off to him? Wait, pursuing a

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