Patricia turned around, "Ellinor, were you calling me?"
Ellinor replied with a smirk, "If he's thirsty, I suggest you give him mineral water. Soda isn’t the best thirst-quencher, and he isn't a fan either."
A flash of annoyance crossed Patricia's eyes, "Really? Theo just told me he wanted soda! Ellinor, you seem to not know Theo at all."
Ellinor calmly sipped her juice, "Well, suit yourself."
No matter how Patricia tried to provoke or mock her, Ellinor remained composed, making Patricia feel like she was punching cotton. She felt utterly frustrated.
Feeling disgruntled, Patricia picked up the soda and stormed upstairs.
After watching the headstrong Patricia leave, Balfour turned to Ellinor, furrowed his brows, and followed Patricia upstairs.
Once Balfour was out of sight, Bartlett immediately took a seat next to Ellinor.
He picked up a peeled orange from the table and handed it to her, smirking, "Ellinor, have some orange to cool off a bit."
Ellinor shot him a look, "Mr. Rex, don't you know? Oranges make you feel hot."
"Really?" Bartlett's smile grew wider, "Then have some water. Water always puts out the fire, right?"
Ellinor gave a small smile, "Thanks for your concern, Mr. Rex, but I'm not hot. You, on the other hand, should drink more water to wash away those naughty thoughts of yours."
Bartlett shrugged and popped a slice of orange into his mouth, his gaze never leaving her, filled with an underlying affection.
Ellinor was getting a bit annoyed by Bartlett's constant staring. She glanced at him, accidentally meeting his suggestive gaze. It was the first time she'd seen someone eat an orange so seductively.
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