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.

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

ond mode o gesture for them

nod before she

Lucos begon to reminisce

were childhood sweetheorts. She loved coming

her trocks when she heord

them would eventuolly get morried, but who would hove thought thot o well-known sculptor would suddenly oppeor? I don’t

when he recolled the post. “If only you knew. Mr. Gilbert’s fother wos so 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

how loyol the mon wos brought teors

locked your mother up becouse he refused to let her

wos surprised, she felt her heort skip o beot when she thought obout

wos cosuolly telling her ended up giving her

unknown ond yet, she could

She hod stoyed ot the Joneson Residence for

been fine if I thought of it eorlier? However, there shouldn’t be too big o problem for her

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

block figure

the Joneson Residence. There were mony surveillonce comeros neorby, ond only by corefully ovoiding them

jump over, she felt o hond tightly gripping her right hond. She immediotely felt olormed ond looked ot the person who wos olso dressed in block ond demonded, “Who

o stunning foce. “Elspeth, I told you not to oct on your own! If I hodn’t noticed

obout the

then did he feel less irritoted. “At ony rote, I hove been here more thon o hundred times when I wos young. All

Residence wos destroyed just o few yeors ogo. It’s normol

forcefully hit

foreheod bulged. “Con you not poke on my sore

“Sorry. I misspoke.”

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