Chapter 63 Cedrick eyed Ollie dangerously. “What did you say?”

“I said that I don’t like Aunty Maia. I like Aunty Catelyn! I know you won’t ever take that into consideration; I’m just saying my piece. You can pretend that you never heard this. “What happened tonight was my fault, so please don’t blame Aunty Catelyn anymore…and please don’t fire her. I won’t mess around next time.” Ollie bowed to Cedrick before he dejectedly left the room. Cedrick looked at the boy’s tiny silhouette walking away in dismal silence. His chest was tight, his facial muscles stiff, and his eyes were dim. Nobody could read what was on his mind.

Ollie left the study and wanted to apologize to Catelyn, but he found himself only able to stand before the door, not knowing what to say, Could he confess that he lied to her and caused this misunderstanding? Would she be angry?

Catelyn woke up early in the morning. The thunderstorm had stopped, and it felt extra refreshing after the rain.

want to see Cedrick anymore; it

asked, “What is this?” “Something that Master Ollie had asked to pass to you. I have no clue what is inside.” Catelyn opened the package, revealing a crayon painting. There sat a lady on a high chair, and in her hands was a

she knew about it, though, she would not hold grudges anymore upon seeing this painting. How

like how she felt toward Miles. Regardless of what they

her long to see

thoughts, Catelyn looked around,

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