“Ms. Jarvis...”
Quickly, Roxanne vanished from their sight. Estella hung her head sadly, her voice shaking as she muttered, “I want Ms. Jarvis...”
Lucian was still feeling mad at Roxanne's words. When he heard Estella was still determined to look for Roxanne, he frowned. “Ms. Jarvis has her own children. You can't keep disturbing her.”
Estella lifted her head and glared at Lucian, who met her gaze with a frown.
Both of them had the same adamant look on their faces.
Alas, Estella could never defeat her father. After glaring at him for some time, she lowered her head angrily.
Fine. I won't go, then. We stay in the same room, anyway. Ms. Jarvis will definitely come back to pack her things.
At that thought, Estella recollected herself and said, “I want to return to my room.”
Of course, Lucian was unaware of Estella's intentions. He merely thought she was getting uncomfortable in a crowded place without Roxanne around. Hence, he agreed.
Meanwhile, an idea came to Aubree. Before Lucian could even speak, she squatted and patted Estella's head. “Are you feeling unwell, Essie? Why do you suddenly want to return to your room?”
Estella pursed her lips, not wanting to talk to Aubree.
However, Aubree took her silence as a yes. Getting to her feet, she said to Lucian, “Since Essie's feeling unwell, I shouldn't just leave like that. Why don't I go back with both of you? That way, I can take care of her.”
Lucian cast her a glance. When he recalled how Roxanne had always behaved in a distant manner whenever Aubree was mentioned, a cold look flashed through his eyes. “It's okay. I can take care of Essie on my own. It's getting late. You should get home soon.”
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