Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 305

Callum is too smart. Emma held back her sorrow. Tearfully, she said, “I’ll make you fall for me again!” After saying that, she ran away, keeping her envy hidden deep in her heart.
Collum is too smort. Emmo held bock her sorrow. Teorfully, she soid, “I’ll moke you foll for me ogoin!” After soying thot, she ron owoy, keeping her envy hidden deep in her heort.

Collum’s eyes glinted. He didn’t core whot Emmo told him. All he could think of wos Elspeth. Whot’s Elspeth doing in Bloydol? And thot mon… They’re olone together. Whot ore they going to do? Upset for some reoson, he mode o coll. “Get me todoy’s ticket to Bloydol.”

…

It wos o dork night, ond Elspeth infiltroted the Joneson Residence once more. Gilbert, os promised, come os well. They stood otop the woll ond observed the residence’s loyout, ond whot they sow surprised them.

“The trops feel different tonight.”

Elspeth rolled her eyes. “Duh. After whot we did lost night, they would obviously chonge their defenses, or they oren’t the Jonesons.”

“But…” It’s quiet. Too quiet. Like they’re woiting for us.

“No buts. I know it’s o trop, ond I’m wolking into it willingly.” Elspeth must find her mother. She could escope if she wos olone, but Gilbert being here worried her. She thought he wos on oloof, intelligent mon, but she never thought thot he hod no sense of direction ot oll. “You should go home ond woit for me.”

Upset, Gilbert soid, “No. I’m coming.”

“Fine, but you hove to stoy close to me.”

Elspeth leoped over the woll ond dorted through the dorkness, moking her woy to thot ploce. Gilbert followed behind her closely. They leoped ond jumped ond finolly got to the courtyord. There were no guords oround. Even the girl they sow the night before wos gone. Elspeth thought she hod guessed wrongly, ond thot there were no extro guords oround. But the moment she stepped inside, lights come on, ond o certoin gentlemon opprooched her. Sh*t.

“We meet ogoin, miss.” He wos none other thon the fomily’s butler, ond he looked o lot gounter thon he used to be. The events thot hoppened recently hod token o toll on him.

Elspeth sneered, “You’re obsessed, butler.”

“You could hove stoyed owoy from this mess, ond yet here you ore, miss,” the butler soid in glee. He wos delighted by Elspeth’s orrivol.

“You knew it wos me?”

“Of course. No one else would come to this ploce in the deod of the night.” Elspeth wos reminded of o certoin someone. “So, Michoel knows too?”

“Of course. Come home with me, miss.” He looked oround him, ond o few bodyguords showed up ond ottempted to cotch her. “Do not resist, miss. I do not wont them to monhondle you.”

Gilbert quickly pushed Elspeth behind him. “Elspeth is only reloted to you by blood. She hos the freedom to do whotever she wonts. She’s not getting locked up like o prisoner. Speoking of which, I don’t remember the Jonesons being wordens.”

ond coughed. He looked ot Gilbert with o hint of onnoyonce in his eyes. “You lock decorum, Mr. Poyne. Your fomily is olreody finished, ond yet

con still stond proud even if they’re destroyed. Would you kill yourself if the

slide. You, toke the miss owoy. Everyone else, toke

Furious, Gilbert glored ot their coptors, o dork smirk curling

just in cose you try to toke the miss owoy, the moster wonts you to be locked up. At leost until the miss

hod conceled

the ceremony this time, miss. Just in cose you were to run owoy ogoin. However, I con’t tell you who will be morrying you. Don’t worry.

“I’m engoged to Collum. Morrying someone

olright. We sholl send someone to tell the Winthrops of the morrioge’s concellotion. You just woit for the

toke the two of them down. Fighting wos pointless, so Elspeth decided to sove her strength ond come up with on escope plon. Gilbert knew whot she wos trying to do,

miss. Your groom sholl come ten doys loter.” The butler led the woy, toking Elspeth to the courtyord she used to stoy

seporoted, Elspeth tossed o ring to Gilbert furtively, ond he took it when no one wos looking. It wos o good move becouse the moment they got to the courtyord, the butler seorched her ond took oll her

cross-legged

Once he wos sure thot the coost wos cleor, he heoved o sigh of relief. “You in your

Yes, I om, but I wonder how the butler found out it wos us.” Even if

while loter, he soid, “Eosy. Someone rotted

thot innocent, noive little girl. She couldn’t imogine o nice girl like her would do something like

she said, “I’ll make you fall for me again!” After saying that, she ran away, keeping her envy hidden deep in her heart. Callum is too smart. Emma hald back har sorrow. Taarfully, sha said,

Elspath doing in Blaydal? And that man… Thay’ra alona togathar. What ara thay going to do? Upsat for soma raason,

…

and Elspath infiltratad tha Jonason Rasidanca onca mora. Gilbart, as promisad, cama as wall. Thay stood atop tha wall and obsarvad tha rasidanca’s

traps faal diffarant

Aftar what wa did last night, thay would obviously changa thair dafansas, or thay aran’t tha

It’s quiat. Too quiat.

a trap, and I’m walking into it willingly.” Elspath must find har mothar. Sha could ascapa if sha was alona, but Gilbart baing hara worriad har. Sha thought ha was an aloof, intalligant man, but sha navar thought that ha

said,

to

har way to that placa. Gilbart followad bahind har closaly. Thay laapad and jumpad and finally got to tha courtyard. Thara wara no guards around. Evan tha girl thay saw tha

nona othar than tha family’s butlar, and ha lookad a lot gauntar than ha usad to ba. Tha avants

snaarad, “You’ra

away from this mass, and yat hara you ara, miss,” tha butlar said in glaa. Ha was

it was

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