Chapter 179 First In Class But Sixtieth In Grade

Ideen served Layla a bowl of fish soup, placing a spoon next to it, and brought it to the elderly lady. “It’s fresh from the pot. It’s a bit hot, so please be careful, ma’am.”

“The taste is quite good,” said Layla.

“Are you lost, ma’am? Do you remember where your home is?” Eileen asked.

Just then, the sound of a car echoed from outside the door. Eileen heard the noise and looked over, only to see a Cayenne parked outside the main gate.

Jasper, who appeared a little unwell, stepped out of the car and noticed that the living room was brightly lit.

Is she still awake?

A moment later, the door swung open. There stood Eileen, dressed in a Blake nightgown. The moonlight fell on her skin, making it seem as if it was glowing from within. Her skin looked fair as snow as she walked toward him.

The moment he saw her, an indescribable emotion welled up in his chest. It felt as though his heart was warmed from within, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Jasper gently brushed her hair behind her ear as he asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet? It’s so late.”

Eileen paused for a moment, her hands subconsciously clutching the sides of her nightgown in nervousness. A faint smile curved up at the corners of her mouth as she replied, “I’ve made some stewed fish. It’s in the pot. Would you like to try some?”

“Did you make it for me?”

“Ms. Eileen!” Fabian called out to her.

“Fabian!” Jasper stopped him with a look, and Fabian immediately fell silent.

Eileen sensed that something was wrong. Did something happen?

Since it was clear that they didn’t want her to know about it, Eileen decided not to ask any further.

Jasper naturally took her hand and said, “Let’s go inside.”

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you, there’s a strange old lady who seems to have gotten lost, Eileen said.

Oh Jasper walked to the entrance and saw an old woman sitting at the dining table, sipping soup Ihs expression paused for a moment.

and asked, “Is

the Smith family? That sounds like something

she headed

lend a hand, then fetched a bowl and

“Thank you.”

apologize for the inconvenience, young lady. I’m an old servant of the Smith family. My age has caught up with me, and my vision isn’t what it used to be, so I tend

often.”

me take you home,”

someone to pick her up. After we finish eating, we can go back

tomorrow.”

on the back of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If one didn’t

late because he went to

were intimate with each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but cast a scrutinizing gaze

why Layla was always looking at her, though.

brought the old lady home later that night.

dishes, and then they both returned

the time they got ready to go to

was about to sleep when she overheard a hushed conversation

and listened

did Mr. Jasper eat?”

second bowl that’s been brought in, and

have much of an appetite,” replied the housekeeper.

probably isn’t hungry yet. Let’s go downstairs for now. Check on Mr. Jasper in half an

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased after that.

lying in

the following morning, Jasper was wearing a gray shirt with a

hadn’t had a good rest the night before, he

enjoying her breakfast at the dining table. Usually, she would have already left by this

Eileen greeted

Why haven’t you left yet?”

and I ended up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already

“All right.” He then draped his coat over the back of

drove Eileen

class was about

to help Eileen unbuckle

I’ll be on my way now,” Eileen said.

time? Do you need me to come pick you up?”

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