Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 89

As for Lucille, it was always her own wishful thinking.

Lucille said coldly, “As a tutor, just do your job and keep your distance from your employer. Don’t even fantasize about things you shouldn’t be thinking. Jonathan won’t like you.”

Estelle asked, “Does he like you then?”

A flash of sadness appeared in Lucille’s eyes, but she composed herself and said, “He doesn’t like me.”

Estelle raised an eyebrow. So deep down Lucille knew.

Lucille continued, “He doesn’t like me, and he won’t like you either. The person in his heart is…

“Ms. Macclain.”

A servant suddenly interrupted Lucille and politely said, “Young Master said you like desserts. We made a cake in the kitchen. What flavor would you like?”

turned

and said, “Chocolate mousse,

servant respectfully

brushed past her, and left

looked at Estelle’s back coldly, as her hatred grew

not good enough compared to that woman. But now, she couldn’t possibly lose to a poor

made for Estelle. It was six inches

and asked him, “Do

head, “Only girls would like

her cheese salmon with a knife and fork while listening to Henson’s comment. She laughed lightly and said, “Henson, not all girls love cake. Only those who haven’t seen much of the world would like it because they’ve never

talking about the facts, no offend to Ms. Macclain. Don’t take it to

said calmly, I won’t. After all, I’m just indulging in a little momentary satisfaction,

darkened, realizing that Estelle was mocking her for only knowing how to provoke with words. Before she could retort, Jonathan chimed in asking Estelle, “Can

head. “It is a

half of it

cake looks good, I suddenly feel like

and she smiled warmly at the servant, “Excuse me, can you please bring two more plates