Chapter 23 For some reason, when Lucia saw Bishop, she felt like she was seeing an old friend.

She didn’t feel strange and awkward, but a little bit closer.

She suddenly thought of what the maid said just before dinner and suddenly understood, "By the way, when we were eating just now, why didn’t you come down to join us?"

"I like to be quiet."

Bishop smiled, and a trace of bitterness swept across his face, "Besides, my brother doesn’t like me…"

Lucia was amazed, and she did not expect such an answer.

She still wanted to ask the reason, but felt inappropriate, so she had to stop it, Bishop paused, raised his eyes to look at her, and bitterly asked her, "What about you, and will you also do not like me?"

"No!"

Lucia didn’t hesitate and subconsciously shook her head, "I think you’re very nice! Otherwise, why would you have given me the pen that you like? I gave that pen to my father, and he likes it very much.

I also need to thank you!"

Hearing what Lucia said, the gloom and sadness on Bishop’s face was suddenly swept away, and he smiled, just like a bright teenager.

"If you really want to thank me, why don’t you push me downstairs.

I want to go out in the yard to be in the sun."

Lucia agreed without a second thought, "Sure!"

She walked behind Bishop, took hold of the handle of the wheelchair and pushed him down the ramp on the side of the stairs.

The ramp that was apparently built specifically for wheelchairs, and the wheel fit tracks very well so that Bishop could go down steadily on his own without her.

Lucia didn’t think much about it, and slowly pushed him down the stairs while she was chatting with Bishop.

Bishop laughed loudly and could always argue with her, and they got along well.

When they got down the stairs, Lucia saw a maid standing not far away, looking at them with surprise and panic on her face.

Before she understanding this, she raised her eyes and saw August standing at the door of the small balcony, staring at them from afar.

August made Lucia frightening.

Just then, Bishop slowly turned his head and said with a light smile, "Lucia, thanks.

You just need to drop me off here."

1 Lucia was a little panicked, and she agreed.

Then she walked towards August.

Thinking about what Bishop had just said, that August didn’t like him very much, and when she had seen August’s expression, she was more guilty.

Walking to August, Lucia asked softly, "Are you… done with your business?"

"Hmm."

walked towards

She jogged all the way to the path in

not good to leave like

August coldly said, "No."

continued to

no choice but to follow him out of the courtyard, and then quickly get

that August was angry, even

the situation and hurriedly pulled open the car door for them and got into

was gloomy,

Lucia sat aside, and dared

car has been driving a distance, then she bravely asked,

August replied coldly, "No."

know

didn’t belie

to ask, August

all the way speechless, so the atmosphere

looked at the

car arrived at

parked, and August opened the car door and got

sighed lightly and couldn’t understand why

followed August and

into the study, Lucia hurriedly

of him, August frowned, but did

deep breath and asked

what did I do

he did not say

"It’s because of

asked, "I heard you hated

he suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed Lucia’s shoulder and pushed her against the wall, and said coldly, "Lucia, don’t you think you’ve

is a member of

liked or

business! Lucia took a deep breath, and paused

don’t need to

"Why?"

some reason, Lucia was very

give in, and wanted to know the

reached out and grabbed the

seriously, "I am someone you can

others can be talked to

be your tree hole,

so she would love to be able to

firstly, but the next second, he sneered and pressed Lucia against

down and slowly approached Lucia, "Why should I trust

a little anxious when August asked her

didn’t know how to

by August like that, her face

wife,

eyes flickered, "Is

and she subconsciously dodged her gaze, and

chin was pinched and

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