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.

was a look

it seemed like she was an

busy searching everywhere for her, he felt like slapping himself in the face for having that

her back to the

to the hospital, she found Frank in his bed, watching a soccer match. “Were you the one who tattled, Frank?” she coldly asked, standing

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

Are you admitting to

exasperated. “Why are you throwing a tantrum

do you want a helicopter? Let me guess; you were going to Damoria to look for Callum, but old Mr. Joneson’s men

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

how close of an eye

her action. It was too

No one can change it,” she

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

who was often the mediator of the town. She

borrow my private helicopter,

smile. “Grandfather forbade me from going back to Damoria, but I’m not always supervised. When asked about the helicopter, just

Elspeth could have thought up

reason, that plan did not sit easily with him. “What if he comes

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 soon as possible to avoid giving you extra

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

He nodded in agreement.

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

when he saw Elspeth walking into his home. “Frank told me everything over the phone just now. You’re going to sneak over to Damoria using his helicopter,

she replied. “It’s been a long time

with a chuckle.

“That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all, a day apart as lovers would feel as long as

looking down at the leaves on the ground the entire time, she merely thought there was

got ready to leave the

“Elspeth.”

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