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 Mr. Jasper

she’s also a part of the Smith family? That sounds like something the housekeepers would

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

then fetched a bowl and handed Eileen

“Thank you.”

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 to lose my way

often.”

take you home,” Eileen

it and said, “I’ve already made arrangements for someone to pick her up. After we finish eating, we can go back to our rooms to

tomorrow.”

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

because he went to the hospital? That

each other.

why Layla was always looking at

was the one who brought the old lady home later that

dishes, and then they both returned to their respective

by the time they got ready

about to sleep when she overheard a hushed conversation through the

to the door and listened

did Mr. Jasper

that’s been brought in, and Mr. Jasper

much of an appetite,” replied

Check on Mr. Jasper in half an hour and make sure he finishes his meal. Make

“Understood. Mr. Zimmer.”

conversation abruptly ceased

bed and was lying in her covers when her mind filled

a gray shirt with a vest over it, and he was carrying a suit jacket

hadn’t had a good rest the night

at the dining table.

Eileen

Why haven’t you left yet?” Jasper

forgot to charge my 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 breakfast? The oatmeal looks quite good today.”

then draped his coat

drove Eileen to school.

class was about to start.

stepped forward to help Eileen

you. I’ll be on my way now,”

Do you need me to come

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