Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 188

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.

heading back first.” There was a look of appreciation on his face

him, it seemed like

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

should have dragged her

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

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

admitting to your crime?”

you throwing a tantrum now? You want to borrow my private helicopter?” he asked,

me guess; you were

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

of an eye he’s keeping

It was too dangerous and

up my mind. No one can change it,” she

said, sighing.

and gentle soul who was often the mediator of the town. She likely inherited her temper

borrow my private helicopter,

all planned out,” she interrupted with a smile. “Grandfather forbade me from going back to Damoria, but I’m not always supervised. When asked about the helicopter, just say

Elspeth could have thought up that

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

know where I am, but you know I’ll be back in the evening.

would be considered Frank’s first time telling such a big lie to old Mr. Joneson, but he was not really nervous. Instead, weirdly enough, he was more excited than

He nodded in agreement.

parked at Spencer’s place.

told me everything over the phone just now. You’re

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

a chuckle. “I know you’re doing this

was nothing she needed to hide. “That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all, a day apart

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

borrowed helicopter, she got ready

“Elspeth.”

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