Chapter 192

Maxwell looked Lilian up and down, wondering what had gotten into her that day.

Why had she suddenly become so reasonable?

The look of surprise and doubt on Maxwell’s face could be seen through his reading glasses, especially when she praised him for a job well done.

He had a very realistic delusion. When he was still a student and had to go on an excursion one time, his mother had worriedly packed his luggage.

Suddenly, Lilian stood up quickly and trotted away.

After a while, she came back with an antique radio in her hand.

This was her favorite possession.

She handed it over directly and said, “Here you go. I’ll lend this to you for the time being. Young people these days are so busy. They may not have time to talk to you. Listen to this to pass the time.”

Maxwell was somewhat touched by Lilian’s words.

He did not want to accept the antique radio, so he pushed it back to Lilian.

He said, “I’m going to get things done, not to be a nuisance. You usually can’t live without this radio. Keep it with you! When I get back from Dellmoor, we can listen to it together.”

The bickering was a part of their everyday life. Now that one of them was heading out, the other seemed reluctant to let

go.

A new guest had arrived at the Larson residence.

He claimed to be Kimberly’s grandfather, but everyone thought the idea itself was absurd.

Everyone in the Larson residence knew that Kimberly’s grandfather was Yandel, who lived in the Larson estate.

Anderson, as the strict guard on duty, showed no mercy.

He kindly persuaded the old man to leave, “Sir, please return home. If you forgot your way back, I can call the police for help.

Anderson’s words were full of affection, but they were registered as harsh and upsetting in Maxwell’s ears.

After all, he had never been rejected like this before.

Even though he had been prepared for this, he could not adapt to it right away.

He began to lose his patience and yelled, “Get Kimberly out here!”

then, he assumed a

developed a strong mettle and will to deal with all sorts

Larson is not at home.

Anderson was trying to reason with

won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking

Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded as if people were

hurried out to see what was

been taking care of the Larson residence as if it were their

a distance, Esther spotted a

for a moment, she could not recall who the person

was in the same situation, but

Maxwell,

observed the old man before confirming

“Mr. Levine, what brings

residence, John knew the history between the Larson family and the Levine

arguing with Anderson, heard someone

turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was not particularly

did not recognize John at first. He racked his brains but could not manage to

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sized up John with anticipation and asked,

appearance had changed a lot after

the many people

was nonnal that Maxwell could

realization dawned on Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder

been working at the Larson residence for a

the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none that made a

know you. So many years have passed. I’m getting old now. There are so many things and so many

not say that as an excuse for not recognizing

people tended to

the visitor

John then found himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between

was a case of emotional rift between

to do with him

a tough spot, as he could not decide

you here?” John bit the bullet and

mind.

have to take things one

he had come to seek

John

have the need to rely

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