He glanced at me briefly before walking to the black sofa in the hall. He sat down and glanced at me, saying lightly, "Not very good. What about you? Is Hendrix alright with Nerissa bringing you back here?" As he spoke, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, his narrow eyes looking ferocious and cold.

I walked until I was across from him and sat down. Looking at his blank yet handsome face, I said, "I'll only be here for a few days. He's been busy recently and has no time to spend with me. The Granger Family has been going through a lot and I might be able to help with something."

He curled his lips into a harsh smile and said somewhat sarcastically, "That's true, you might be of help to Nerissa."

Honestly, I felt that he was speaking in a very odd way. I curled my lips and asked, "How's your mother-in-law's plan going?"

Helen had already divorced Yohannes, so the funeral would be handled by the Miller family.

"Not bad!" He raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. Then, he closed his eyes and hummed in response.

He had been busy these days, so it was normal that he didn't sleep well. Thus, it seemed that he didn't want to talk much.

I decided I didn't want to say much either. Nerissa had gone to deal with the company's affairs, and I had nothing to do at the Granger Mansion.

breathing lightly as he

it over his body. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and said, "Just

me, but he was talking in

wrist. I tried a few times to break free,

"Irvin, let go

wearily,

else to say, and he seemed pretty tired

soundly, and

was because he had nothing to do, so I fell

shriek. I opened my eyes in a daze. Before I

are many servants coming in and out of this villa. Look at you

I had no idea what was going on. After I

but his handsome face was contorted into a

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