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 look after her. That’s

could pretend not to hear that, focusing on

me and said

too should help Bryant to ensure Margaret feels

brought it up again out of concern that someone at the company might

my apple cider, calmly responding, “Don’t worry. Margaret is my

mood at the

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

I might have seemned a

cup down, upset, his words sharp. “Step

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entitled to it only because Bryant decided to play the hero?

“Grandpa…”

‘grandpa’ me. I can’t bear it.” Timothy

He had fiercely opposed Teresa’s entry into the family to begin

had been out of Albert’s reach, with only a modest allowance to

in this…

“Enough!” Timothy snapped.

but it was the first time

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

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