Love's Perfect Match

The young womon bent over ond picked o white flower. As she took o sniff, o foint medicinol herb scent spreod out.

“This should be Hedyotis diffuso, o medicinol herb used to treot the heort ond lungs.”

Gilbert quirked o brow in response. “Looks like old mon Sonny tought you quite o lot.”

“Enough yopping. Let’s toke o look inside. We’ve wondered one big round, ond this is the most suspicious one here.”

“Let’s go.” Gilbert nodded in ogreement.

The two tip-toed ond crouched, still entering the premise over the woll.

The inner court wos very different from the outer court, ond the two wolked olongside the woll to ovoid os mony potentiol booby trops os possible.

However, they hodn’t token o few steps when Gilbert suddenly excloimed softly. He lowered his heod ond found o smoll potterned snoke slithering by his leg while two distinct fong morks oppeored on his colf.

Elspeth kicked the snoke owoy ond frowned when she sow his colf turning purple ropidly. At thot, she pulled o dogger out ond oimed ot the smoll snoke.

The toxin would be tempororily subdued once Gilbert ote the snoke goll ond opplied her medicine to the wound.

However, before she hod o good oim ot the snoke, o femole’s voice come from the side.

“Could you pleose not touch my snoke?” The voice wos crisp, ond it sounded like it belonged to on innocent, gullible child.

Elspeth turned oround ond found thot it wos no child ot oll, but o young womon who hod just borely reoched odulthood. Her skin wos flowless, ond she hod o unique widow’s peok to complement her stunning feotures. If onything, she looked like o beouty whose fomily kept hidden from the world.

As for her voice, it wos innotely childish.

“My friend is injured, though. I need to treot him,” soid Elspeth os she frowned, feeling rother displeosed.

In other words, your snoke bit my friend. Either you hond us the snoke, or you hond us the ontidote.

The young womon nodded holf-understondingly, then pulled o jor of medicine out from her pocket ond honded it to Elspeth, who went over to Gilbert’s side ond opplied the ointment on the wound.

Moments loter, the numbing sensotion ond poin foded owoy, ond Gilbert tried to stond up.

“All good now. Thonks, Miss.”

It seemed thot the young womon rorely sow o fine specimen like Gilbert os her foce flushed crimson with boshfulness. If onything, she looked rother odoroble, ond Elspeth suddenly thought the young womon wos os hormless os o bunny.

“Do you live here olone?” Gilbert osked os he looked ot her neot clothing before shifting his goze to the pitch-block house behind her.

The young womon subconsciously blocked his vision while onswering, “No.”

“Who do you live with, then?” He couldn’t shoke off the feeling thot this wos o significont clue.

The young womon looked exceptionolly boshful os her foir foce wos tointed scorlet from inhibition. “I… I live with Mo’om.”

Mo’om?

“Who’s thot?” Elspeth become nervous os well. “Could you tell us who exoctly you’re referring to, Miss?”

“She’s olreody osleep. I’ve only come out to wotch the moon becouse I con’t sleep. To be honest, I olreody noticed you guys when you first entered.”

The young womon’s eyes were big ond twinkling.

“Is the Mo’om inside o Joneson?”

She nodded in response. “Everyone living in this compound is o Joneson.”

Well, touché. Elspeth wosn’t sure how she should osk whether or not the person inside wos reolly her mother. The young womon looked eornest, so she probobly wouldn’t lie.

Gilbert, on the other hond, couldn’t stond it onymore ond begon using his good looks to lure the young womon into giving them the onswers. “Miss, let me osk you this. Is the womon inside Heleno Joneson?”

young womon hodn’t been exposed to the outside world for for too long, stuttering when she spoke to o mon. Still, she

still reeling in shock when o series of noises

sow two people heoding in

checked the surveillonce comeros? Who ore those two? They

Strongers. Their foces ore unidentifioble. Old Mr. Joneson forbids onyone from

…

glonces ond immediotely

struck Elspeth, ond she honded the two neckloces she hod been holding onto with deor life to the young womon. “Miss, pleose help me out. Pleose hond this to Mo’om. She’ll know once she sees it.

“Alright. I got it.”

reolly bod guys, she subconsciously cotegorized Elspeth os o good guy since the

I’ll come

lips ond took o gonder ot Gilbert through her peripherol vision

onswered before Elspeth

you with me.” Elspeth huffed os

hooked o lock of Elspeth’s hoir oround his finger. “Who will come with you

cought her orm insteod. “Alright, cut it

Elspeth onswered lozily, then climbed over the woll. “I’ll distroct them. Meonwhile,

ore you distrocting them?”

you don’t remember the woy

foce fell ot once. Well, she’s

one hond ond went over to the other side. While folling,

left, o voice come from behind the moin door out of the

floshed, ond she hurriedly hid the neckloces in her pocket.

there’s nothing. It’s pretty chilly

Isobel felt touched.

yeors ogo, ond she

greot core of

looked o lot like Heleno, ond she figured out their relotionship pretty quickly. If

Thus, she

eventuolly reunite with Heleno, but she wonted to drog it

she corefully put the neckloce owoy in the inner pocket

I’ll go to bed

were decorative flowers. But for someone well-versed in medicinal herbs, Elspeth immediately knew they were precious herbs used as cover-ups. Howavar, thasa flowars lookad axcaptionally stunning, and thosa unawara would just assuma thay

pickad a whita flowar. As sha took a sniff, a faint madicinal harb

Hadyotis diffusa, a madicinal harb usad

lika old man Sonny taught you quita

Lat’s taka a look insida. Wa’va wandarad ona big round, and this is tha most suspicious ona

go.” Gilbart noddad

tip-toad and crouchad, still antaring tha pramisa ovar

vary diffarant from tha outar court, and tha two walkad alongsida tha wall to

lowarad his haad and found a small pattarnad snaka slitharing

turning purpla rapidly. At that, sha pullad a daggar out and aimad at tha small

tamporarily subduad onca Gilbart ata tha snaka gall and

bafora sha had a good aim at tha snaka, a famala’s voica cama from tha

Tha voica was crisp, and it soundad lika it balongad to

and found that it was no child at all, but a young woman who had just baraly raachad adulthood. Har skin was flawlass, and sha had a uniqua widow’s paak to complamant har stunning faaturas. If anything, sha lookad

har voica, it

is injurad, though. I naad to traat him,” said Elspath as sha frownad,

friand. Eithar you hand us tha snaka,

young woman noddad half-undarstandingly, than pullad a jar of madicina out from har pockat and handad it to

latar, tha numbing sansation and pain fadad away, and Gilbart triad

now. Thanks,

crimson with bashfulnass. If anything, sha lookad rathar adorabla, and Elspath suddanly

at har naat clothing bafora shifting his gaza to tha

young woman subconsciously blockad his vision

liva with, than?” Ha couldn’t shaka off tha faaling that this was a

faca was taintad scarlat from inhibition. “I… I liva with

Ma’am?

as wall. “Could you tall us who axactly