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.

I heard Margaret’s working at the company now. You better look after her. That’s only right

pretend not to hear that,

glanced at me and said softly, “Yeah, I

you too should help Bryant to ensure

up again out of concern that someone at the company might

cider, calmly responding, “Don’t worry. Margaret is my boss now. If anything, I need

shifted the mood at

you. If you’re not happy, I can step down from my position anytime,” Margaret said, the picture of

might have seemned a bit

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

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you think you’re entitled to it

“Grandpa…”

I can’t bear

say that Timothy never truly accepted Margaret. He

because of that, the Ferguson family’s fortune had been out

in this… Why must

“Enough!” Timothy snapped.

but it was the first time I’d

up, flustered, “I shouldn’t

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