Mr. Wordsworth was sweating profusely now. “Of course not. Why would I…”

“Leave me alone then. I am the granddaughter of the Joneson Family, not a death row inmate,” Elspeth retorted.

It was not the first time she found him annoying, but she had completely lost control this time.

“Miss, please don’t make things hard for me. I am just a butler in the family. I only wish to do my job and support my family. Your actions are really pushing beyond my limits…”

She did not expect a man in his fifties would burst into tears in public.

Although his cries were not that loud, it was extremely embarrassing for her.

“Alright,” she said. “Enough. I won’t go. Stop crying. How can you cry in front of so many people when you’re at this age?”

Mr. Wordsworth finally heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her comply. “Very well, Miss. I’ll send you home first.”

Home?

“Grandfather said I can go anywhere I want as long as I stay in Blaydal, right?” Elspeth deliberately asked as she stroked her chin.

Not comprehending what she was trying to say, he blankly nodded in response.

“That means he won’t do anything no matter how late I stay out, right?”

As if her words had completely blindsided him, he nodded once more.

“All right,” Elspeth said, standing up and tearing apart the ticket in her hand. “The ticket is destroyed. I won’t be going anywhere, so stop following me.”

Evidently, he was hesitant to believe her sudden change of heart. “You’re not lying, are you?”

“Of course not.”

Her biggest priority right now was calming him down. She could not directly bicker with him, and there was no way she would win in a fight against the many people he brought with him.

well, Miss. If that is all, I’ll be heading back first.” There was a look of appreciation on his face like she was his daughter who

it seemed like she was

he was busy searching everywhere for her, he felt like slapping himself in the face for having

her back

she returned to the hospital, she found Frank in his bed, watching a soccer match. “Were

be accused of a crime like that by name. “Tattle?” he exclaimed

you admitting to your crime?”

a tantrum now? You want to borrow

helicopter? Let me guess; you were going

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

brave soul, Elspeth. You know just how close of an eye he’s keeping on you, yet you

was too dangerous and would

mind. No one can

said, sighing. “You’re so stubborn, always committing to whatever

Her father, Davion Lynwood, was a kind and gentle soul who was often the mediator

if you borrow my

supervised. When asked about the helicopter,

could have thought up that

him. “What if he comes here? How do you plan to explain

worse comes to worst, just tell him I went out to have some fun,” she answered. “You don’t know where I am, but you know I’ll be back in the evening. I’ll try to get back as soon as possible

considered Frank’s first time telling such a big lie to old Mr. Joneson, but he

He nodded in agreement.

parked at Spencer’s place. Thus, she headed

told me everything over the phone just now. You’re going to sneak over to Damoria

replied. “It’s been a long time since I was there. I

to explain yourself,” he said with a

was nothing she needed to hide. “That’s right,” she replied, smiling. “After all, a day apart as lovers would feel as long as three

eyes darken in sadness. However, because he was looking down at the leaves on the ground the entire

got ready

“Elspeth.”

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