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.

a look of appreciation on his face like she was his daughter who

him, it seemed like she was an obedient

felt like slapping himself in the face for having that

her back

returned to the hospital, she found Frank in his bed, watching a soccer match. “Were

not expected to be accused of a crime like that by name. “Tattle?” he exclaimed as he shot up

admitting to your

“Why are you throwing a tantrum

were going to Damoria to look

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

an eye he’s keeping on you,

her action. It was too dangerous and would likely infuriate old Mr.

mind. No one can change it,” she

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

was a kind and gentle soul who was often the mediator of the town. She

you borrow my private

Damoria, but I’m not always supervised. When asked about the helicopter, just say that Spencer

Elspeth could have thought up

with him. “What if he comes here? How do you plan to

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

time telling such a big lie to old Mr. Joneson, but he was not really nervous. Instead,

He nodded in agreement.

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

flashed when he saw Elspeth walking into his home. “Frank told me everything over the phone just now. You’re

been a long time since I was there. I miss

said with a chuckle. “I know you’re doing this for

he said that, there was nothing she needed to hide. “That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all, a day apart as lovers would feel as long as three

made his eyes darken in sadness. However, because he was looking down at the leaves on the ground the entire time, she merely thought there

helicopter, she got ready

“Elspeth.”

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