Mr. Wordsworth was sweating profusely now. “Of course not. Why would I…”

“Leave me alone then. I am the granddaughter of the Joneson Family, not a death row inmate,” Elspeth retorted.

It was not the first time she found him annoying, but she had completely lost control this time.

“Miss, please don’t make things hard for me. I am just a butler in the family. I only wish to do my job and support my family. Your actions are really pushing beyond my limits…”

She did not expect a man in his fifties would burst into tears in public.

Although his cries were not that loud, it was extremely embarrassing for her.

“Alright,” she said. “Enough. I won’t go. Stop crying. How can you cry in front of so many people when you’re at this age?”

Mr. Wordsworth finally heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her comply. “Very well, Miss. I’ll send you home first.”

Home?

“Grandfather said I can go anywhere I want as long as I stay in Blaydal, right?” Elspeth deliberately asked as she stroked her chin.

Not comprehending what she was trying to say, he blankly nodded in response.

“That means he won’t do anything no matter how late I stay out, right?”

As if her words had completely blindsided him, he nodded once more.

“All right,” Elspeth said, standing up and tearing apart the ticket in her hand. “The ticket is destroyed. I won’t be going anywhere, so stop following me.”

Evidently, he was hesitant to believe her sudden change of heart. “You’re not lying, are you?”

“Of course not.”

Her biggest priority right now was calming him down. She could not directly bicker with him, and there was no way she would win in a fight against the many people he brought with him.

all, I’ll be heading back first.” There was a look of appreciation on his face like she was his

seemed like she was an

that day, when he was busy searching everywhere for her, he felt

dragged her

soccer match. “Were you the one who tattled, Frank?”

a crime like that by name. “Tattle?” he exclaimed as he shot

you admitting to your crime?”

a tantrum now? You want to borrow my private

her. “Why do you want a helicopter? Let me guess; you were going to Damoria to look for Callum, but old

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

know just how close of an eye he’s keeping on you,

he disapproved of her action. It was too

No one can change it,” she

wonder who on earth you took after,” he said, sighing. “You’re so stubborn, always committing to

soul who was often the mediator

you borrow my private helicopter,

to Damoria, but I’m not always supervised. When

have

that plan did not sit easily with him. “What if he comes here? How do you

went out to have some fun,” she answered. “You don’t know where I am, but you know I’ll be back in the evening. I’ll try to get back as

Joneson, but he was not really nervous. Instead, weirdly enough, he was more excited than scared

He nodded in agreement.

at Spencer’s place. Thus, she headed over to

me everything over the phone just now. You’re going to sneak

right,” she replied. “It’s been a long time since I was there. I miss

need to explain yourself,” he said with a chuckle. “I know you’re

needed to hide. “That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all,

made his eyes darken in sadness. However, because he was looking down at the leaves on the

helicopter, she got

“Elspeth.”

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