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.

old woman looked over and asked, “Is

of the Smith family? That

stew,” said Eileen as she headed to the kitchen and returned

to lend a hand, then fetched a bowl and

“Thank you.”

My age has caught up

often.”

me take you home,” Eileen said.

After we finish

tomorrow.”

bowl of stew, Eileen noticed a drop of blood on the back of his hand. which blended in with his tattoo. If

come back so late because he went to the hospital?

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

Layla was always looking

was the one who brought the old lady home later

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

the time they got ready to go

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

walked closer to the door and listened in on the conversation.

Jasper eat?” Richard asked.

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

much of an appetite,” replied the housekeeper.

mind. Mr. Jasper just had some fish, so he probably isn’t hungry yet. Let’s go downstairs for now. Check on Mr. Jasper in half an hour and make sure he finishes his meal. Make him some light oatmeal tomorrow morning,”

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased

gotten into bed and was lying in her covers when her mind filled with. indescribable

morning, Jasper was wearing a gray shirt with a vest over it, and he was carrying a suit jacket in

rest the night before, he massaged his forehead as he walked

breakfast at the dining table.

Eileen

you

But it’s okay, I’ve already taken the day off. Will you be having breakfast? The oatmeal looks

He then draped his coat

breakfast, Jasper drove

was about to

stepped forward to help Eileen

you. I’ll be on my

time? Do you need

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