Chapter 10

As autumn crept in, the days grew shorter and the nights longer.

When the car rolled into the driveway of the Ferguson Mansion, dusk had already wrapped its arms around the estate.

Colored lamps hung around the house, setting a festive mood that seemed out of a storybook.

I parked the car and stepped out with my bag, leaving the world behind me.

I had warned him over the phone, yet Timothy, stubborn as ever, was waiting in the yard.

for us.

Over the phone, I could hide my feelings, but in person, Timothy saw right through me. “Did that-rascal give you trouble again?” Timothy’s mustache twitched with concern, ready to jump to my defense.

“It’s nothing.” I didn’t want to get him worried, so I pulled him inside. “It’s chilly out here. Didn’t the breeze give you a headache?”

Though I tried to cover for Bryant, Timothy’s face darkened the moment he saw Bryant and Margaret step out of the car one after the other.

But with all family members there, Timothy held back his temper.

Margaret. “Bryant, I heard Margaret’s working at the company now. You better

hear that, focusing on my

and said softly,

Bryant to ensure

seemed like Albert brought it up again out of concern that someone at the company

is my boss now. If anything, I need her to look

mood at the dinner

you. If you’re not happy, I can step down from my

her, I might have

cup down, upset, his words sharp. “Step down? That position

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with! Do you think you’re entitled to it only because Bryant decided to play

“Grandpa…”

I can’t bear it.” Timothy

never truly accepted Margaret. He had

that, the Ferguson family’s fortune had been out of Albert’s reach, with only a modest

Dad, she’s all alone in this… Why

“Enough!” Timothy snapped.

Timothy wasn’t fond of Margaret, but it was the first time I’d seen him

ghost, Margaret got up, flustered, “I shouldn’t

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