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.

looked over and asked, “Is Mr.

family? That sounds

as she headed to the kitchen and returned

hand, then fetched a bowl and handed

“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

often.”

take you home,” Eileen

for someone to pick her up. After we finish eating,

tomorrow.”

drop of blood on the back of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If one didn’t look closely, it would have been hard to

back so late because he went to the hospital? That

were intimate with each other. Layla, too, couldn’t help but

was always looking at

the one who brought the old lady home later that night.

Eileen washed the dishes, and then they both returned to their

time they got

was about to sleep when she overheard a hushed conversation through the

door and

Mr. Jasper eat?” Richard asked.

bowl that’s been brought in, and Mr. Jasper only finished half of it.

have much of an appetite,” replied the housekeeper.

Mr. Jasper in half an hour and make sure

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased

had just gotten into bed and was lying in her covers when her mind filled

past seven the following morning, Jasper was wearing a gray shirt with a vest over it,

a good rest the night before, he massaged his forehead as he

at the dining table. Usually, she would have already left by this time.

Eileen greeted him.

haven’t you left yet?” Jasper responded.

phone, so the alarm didn’t go off, and I ended up oversleeping. But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day off. Will you be having

wrist, glanced at the time, and said, “All right.” He then draped his coat over the back of the chair and sat down.

drove Eileen to school.

was about

to help Eileen unbuckle the seatbelt.

be on my

ending at the usual time? Do you need me to come pick you up?”

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