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

a small smile. Her innocence was endearing, and

admiring everything around me. My affection for the place grew with every detail I noticed.

Elaine. I’ll make you a cup of tea,” Alice said warmly, gesturing

“It’s alright. I’m not thirsty,” I

sweetly and disappeared into the house, returning shortly with a teapot and a

I recognized from a recent collection. “Did your brother buy that?” I asked, smiling.

a proud smile. “He really cares about me. He always makes sure

ache. It was clear how

the yard. “He built this for me. He said it would

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stunned. The yard was a masterpiece, the result of meticulous care and considerable effort. Ashton must have

handed me a glass jar filled with frozen water. “The water in this tea is from the river. I collect it a

the jar–it was cold, a testament to the care

enchanting, like something

using it

I liked

within moments whether you’ll get along

pretty,” Alice said suddenly, her voice