After dinner, Alfred returned to his room to rest.
Roxanne followed him to give him one final checkup before heading downstairs to bid her goodbye.
“It's so late now. Let me give you a lift home,” Jonathan piped up.
“No, it's fine,” Roxanne replied with a smile. “You still have guests to entertain."
Jonathan knew she was right and decided not to insist further. “In that case, please be careful on your way home. Oh, by the way, I hope you won't take my grandfather's words to heart. At his age, he tends to worry about things like that.”
Roxanne merely smiled and turned to
leave.
“It's getting late, and I still have work to do. I think I'll be taking my leave now,” Lucian suddenly said when he saw Roxanne walking out of the mansion.
Aubree, who had become very wary, decided to follow suit. “Oh, I'm also thinking about leaving. Let's go together, then.”
“No. It's not like we're taking the same routes. I'll be going now,” Lucian answered indifferently, striding off before Aubree could say anything else.
As she watched him walk away, Aubree stood in a daze, her face frozen with shock.
Jonathan, too, couldn't help but furrow his brows.
Since dinner started, he could already feel something was wrong between Lucian and the two women, but unfortunately, he couldn't put his finger on it.
“Aubree?” Frieda mumbled, baffled at how stunned her friend was.
Thankfully, Aubree was brought back to her senses and quickly forced out a smile. “Well, I still have work to do, so I shan't disturb you guys any longer.”
Even though Jonathan and Frieda could tell that something was amiss with Aubree, they refrained from asking any more questions. After exchanging a few more words, they eventually saw her off.
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