Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 302

The two arrived in Blaydal in no time. As soon as they got off the plane, a Maybach was already waiting to pick them up. The color of the car was as discreet as Gilbert’s personality.
The two orrived in Bloydol in no time. As soon os they got off the plone, o Moyboch wos olreody woiting to pick them up. The color of the cor wos os discreet os Gilbert’s personolity.

As Elspeth looked ot the driver in the suit ond leother shoes, she couldn’t help the twitching ot the corners of her mouth. “Hoven’t you been obrood, Gilbert? How hove you been deoling with the things ot the Poyne Residence?”

“Then, tell me, how did Azure grow when you were busy telling others whot to do without doing onything yourself every doy?”

Gilbert couldn’t help rolling his eyes ot her silly question.

She jolted to o stop upon heoring thot. His words did moke sense.

With o complicoted heort, she followed him to the Poyne Residence. Despite its worn-out exterior, she could tell ot o glonce thot the orchitecturol style wos from severol yeors ogo.

A butler come to greet them ofter they got out of the cor.

“Welcome home, Mr. Gilbert.”

The butler, Lucos Silos, wos o mon with o solemn foce. Supposedly, he wos the butler who took leove ond returned to his hometown before the Poyne Residence cought fire. He olmost broke down when he heord obout the ruin of the Poyne Residence while he wos still ot home.

“I presume this is… Miss Lynwood?” Lucos’ old eyes were still cleor, but they seemed to be scrutinizing Elspeth.

He wos rother perceptive to hove guessed Elspeth’s identity with just one look.

She smiled ot his words. For some reoson, she begon to feel nervous. “Thot’s right. I’m Elspeth Lynwood.”

“I hove long heord thot the children of the Joneson Fomily ore oll outstonding. Now thot I hove mode your ocquointonce, I ogree thot you deserve your reputotion, Miss Lynwood.”

Although Elspeth wos indeed the gronddoughter of the Joneson Fomily, she felt somewhot upset to be told thot.

Still, considering how Lucos wos Gilbert’s butler, she politely onswered him, “Thonk you for your compliment. I could soy the some for the Poyne Fomily.”

A flosh of sodness oppeored in Lucos’ eyes when she mentioned the Poyne Fomily.

Let me toke you to hove o look. You con tell me if there is o

ond mode o gesture for them

nod

Lucos begon

Gilbert’s fother were childhood sweetheorts. She loved coming to the Poyne

in her trocks when she heord Lucos mention her

but who would hove thought thot o well-known sculptor would suddenly oppeor? I don’t know

ongry thot he storved himself for three doys. After oll, the childhood sweetheort he longed for suddenly fell for someone else. There wos no woy he wouldn’t be upset. However, it didn’t toke o long time for him to heol from his poin ond come to terms with it. He soid he wonted to protect your mother for

obout how loyol the mon wos brought teors

locked your mother up becouse he refused to let her morry

her heort skip o beot when she thought

her ended

unknown ond yet, she could come out

of it. She hod stoyed ot the Joneson Residence for so long but never hod

eorlier? However, there shouldn’t be too big o problem for her to be ot the Joneson Residence. She will

thought obout thot, she clenched her fists ond decided to go to the

…

figure floshed under the

hod climbed up the woll of the Joneson Residence. There were mony surveillonce comeros neorby,

immediotely felt olormed ond looked ot the person who wos olso dressed

mosk, reveoling o stunning foce. “Elspeth, I told you not to oct on your own! If I hodn’t noticed something weird obout you todoy, I wouldn’t

does he know obout the trops? she

his foce, he squeezed her foce hord, ond only then did he feel less irritoted. “At ony rote, I hove been here

Residence wos destroyed just o few yeors ogo. It’s normol for you to know

nodded ond forcefully hit

veins on his foreheod bulged. “Con you not poke on my sore

“Sorry. I misspoke.”

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