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.

lit up seeing Margaret. “Bryant, I heard Margaret’s working at the company now. You better look after

to hear

me and said softly,

help Bryant to ensure Margaret

out of concern that someone at the

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

the mood at the dinner

I can step down from my position anytime,” Margaret said, the picture of

to her, I might have

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 the

“Grandpa…”

I can’t bear it.”

Timothy never truly accepted Margaret. He had fiercely opposed Teresa’s

fortune had been out of Albert’s reach, with

all alone in this… Why

“Enough!” Timothy snapped.

Timothy wasn’t fond of Margaret, but it was the

“I shouldn’t have come today. I’m sorry for ruining the

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