Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 8

Jonathan glanced at her slightly chubby baby face, fair and soft, with a faint blush spreading from the base of her ears, like a cloud flushed with twilight, revealing the innocence of her youth. She looked more like a high schooler than a college student

Feeling a bit of elder’s pity, he subdued his own irritation, waved Milo off, and said casually. “You can come down now

Estelle looked back before pretending to calmly jump down, landing behind him and avoiding eye contact with the staring dog.

Jonathan seemed to chuckle as he walked towards Milo.

She, late to realize, had been so close to him that she caught a whiff of his scent, like a cold spring in early spring, chilly and clear, with hints of wood.

He walked over to Milo, squatted and patted its neck, saying lightly, “Milo usually doesn’t attack people.”

But Estelle sensed something off in his words-what did he mean? Didn’t she look like a good person?

Only then did she realize he had a purebred adult German Shepherd, even bigger and more intimidating than most.

She looked down and adopted his indifferent attitude, “How familiar,. You can hear it all the time in the news where innocent people get bitten by dogs.”

Jonathan paused, his dark eyes flicking over, and let out a scoff, “A little girl with such a sarcastic tone!”

Estelle was about to retort when Norah, with a big smile, came running down the stairs, “Estelle, you’re here!”

Norah had worn delicate makeup, she greeted Estelle warmly and introduced her, “My parents aren’t home, and we don’t have a lot of people coming here. This is my uncle, whom you met yesterday. Just call him ‘Uncle!”

Estelle looked at Jonathan with a surprised expression, but kept her lips sealed.

Jonathan, seemingly holding a grudge for the previous remark, gave her a cold look, “No greetings for your elders? I’m starting to doubt your qualifications as a tutor.”

Norah, clueless about Jonathan’s issue with Estelle, shot him a warning look, which he ignored.

Estelle took a deep breath, finally squeezing out a begrudging. “Uncle!”

Jonathan gave a noncommittal grunt and sat down on the sofa with Milo.

Jonathan’s arrogant demeanor, Estelle suddenly believed the rumors that

I’ll take you to meet him.” Norah’s smile unfolded

Estelle couldn’t help but notice how cozy the

who clearly still missed Jonathan, often listening outside his former study for any trace of his former master, even as Jonathan had long found a “new favorite” and forgotten

to put you in an awkward situation on your first visit. You might don’t know my uncle. But he is very protective. You called him uncle today, and he answered. If you ever need help,

herself, she wouldn’t

gave a polite smile,

in school, but I’ve

“We’re friends

particularly sweet. As Norah reached out to take Estelle’s hand, though Estelle

Henson’s room, Norah knocked and called out, “Henson, Im

inside answered, so Norah pushed the door straight

left the bedroom, decorated in a style that boys would love comics, space, replicas of firearms,

playing games on a tablet, not looking

this is your new tutor, and she’s my friend. Do

gave a noncommittal “oh” before

to get

worry!” Estelle gave her a reassuring

her irritation with Jonathan, Norah was very kind

led Estelle around the room, inputting Jonathan’s number into her phone, then said in a low voice, “I had an appointment,

she was kicked out of the Lamont family by Henson, Jonathan wouldn’t

room before stopping at Henson’s desk,

your homework

resigned, obviously Henson was deliberately

look that was too malicious for his age, “Mind your own business, or

“Rebellion is a childish way to

tablet and refused

Estelle said, “You’re playing games. How about doing

making fun of me for being childish, and now you’re trying to trick me like a child.

I’m still a kid

out a little laugh. Estelle rolled her eyes and took out her phone, “Forget it, I don’t have the skills to handle this, but since I’m here, I’ll play a game with you for a bit and then

Henson eyed her suspiciously.