More Than A Favor

Chapter 147

It was the perfect place for a destination holiday, a sanctuary so serene that it made the rest of th world seem chaotic in comparison.

As I stood there, lost in my daydream, a soft voice broke my thoughts.

“Who are you looking for, Miss?”

I turned toward the voice and saw a girl in a white dress. Her braided hair rested against her chest her eyes sparkled like reflections of the river nearby.

“Are you Miss Drake?” I asked, trying to confirm her identity.

A look of surprise crossed her delicate face. “Yes. Are you here for my brother?”

Her words confirmed it–she was Ashton’s sister.

To be honest, they didn’t resemble each other much. Ashton’s charm was rugged and commanding like a warrior, whereas his sister had an ethereal, almost fairy–like beauty. Despite their differences, both of them were stunning in their own right.

“Yes, I’m his friend, Elaine.” I smiled, extending my hand toward her.

She hesitated for a moment before shaking it. “I’m Alice.”

Her voice was soft, and there was a certain timidity about her. I smiled warmly. “May I come in?” Alice seemed a little flustered but quickly stepped aside to let me in. “Oh, of course! Sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone. I haven’t cleaned up or anything,” she mumbled nervously.

came here behind his back,” I admitted with a playful wink. “Don’t

a small smile. Her innocence was endearing, and I couldr

stop myself from admiring everything around me. My affection for the place

a cup of tea,” Alice said warmly,

trouble her. “It’s alright. I’m not

disappeared into the house, returning shortly with a teapot

my attention–it was a sleek, modern design that I recognized from

she said with a proud smile. “He really cares about me.

ache. It was clear how much

she sat down to prepare the tea, her gaze drifted toward the yard. “He built this for me. He said it would be good for my condition.”

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yard was a masterpiece, the result of meticulous care and

with frozen water. “The water in this tea is from the river. I collect it a nd freeze it.

the jar–it was cold, a testament to the care she put into preserving it.

pure and enchanting, like

it must have been difficult for her to fetch water from the river, yet she was using it to

I liked

you can tell within moments whether you’ll get along with someone. Alice was one of

really pretty,” Alice said suddenly, her voice filled