Old Mrs. Constance had no appetite now, so she only ate a bit before stopping, but she waved John down. “Don’t mind me. Have some more. You’ve been working hard.” She slowly got up, and the servant took her outside.

 

John slowly put his spoon down, for he couldn’t eat anymore either. Leaning back in his seat, he took out his cigarettes. The moment he lit the lighter, his phone rang, so he took it after glancing at who was the caller. “Hello, Miss Bailey.”

Isabelle said gently, “Am I disturbing you?”

John lit his cigarette. “No. Do you need anything?”

She sighed. “Your mother called me this afternoon. She said she’s upset and told me about what happened. I’m worried about her, but I don’t want to agitate her. Are you home now? Is she feeling better?”

He puffed and leaned back on the chair. “She is.” He didn’t need to guess what his mother told Isabelle. Probably everything and then something more.

Isabelle didn’t know what to say, so she kept quiet. A moment later, she said, “Do talk to her. They still have to live together, so let’s not be too tense about it.”

John smiled. “Got it.”

 

Then, she lowered her voice and added, “They’re family, so there’s no need to go this far.” John stayed quiet, so Isabelle asked, “If it’s fine, can I visit her tomorrow? She talked a lot today, so I think I should visit her.”

yourself.” John didn’t

do have time.” She was okay

 

about it, so John hung up and finished smoking his cigarette before going outside. He could see the carpark here, so of

after dinner. Looking at Dylan, John then went in his direction. Dylan stood there alone with his hands in his pockets, looking at the carpark, so he noticed

about what happened between Sophia and Matilda, so John went into the garden to talk with

in his spot. “Sophia’s

 

 

“You seem to know

but Sophia never retorted even once. Everyone knows that, and even the servants used to think

John pursed his lips.

the carpark. “When I saw her last time, she seemed to have changed.” A moment of pause later, he continued, “It’s not a bad thing. She probably thought

shadowy in the darkening skies, while Dylan kept looking at the carpark. There were many cars in there, and almost everyone

 

 

go out. That wasn’t befitting of a young madam. He took a deep breath and fished out his phone, sending a text to Sophia before he even realized what he was

was being a couch potato after she had her meal, but nothing good was on air. She felt scared living in such a big house alone, and when she looked at the second floor, panic seized her. When her phone vibrated because of John’s message, she leaped up in shock. His text surprised her, but

 

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