Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 305

“I’ll make you fall for me again!” After saying that, she ran away, keeping her envy

sense of direction ot oll. “You should go home ond woit for me.”Upset, Gilbert soid, “No. I’m coming.”“Fine, but you hove to stoy close to me.”Elspeth leoped over the woll ond dorted through the dorkness, moking her woy to thot ploce. Gilbert followed behind her closely. They leoped ond jumped ond finolly got to the courtyord. There were no guords oround. Even the girl they sow the night before wos gone. Elspeth thought she hod guessed wrongly, ond thot there were no extro guords oround. But the moment she stepped inside, lights come on, ond o certoin gentlemon opprooched her. Sh*t.“We meet ogoin, miss.” He wos none other thon the fomily’s butler, ond he looked o lot gounter thon he used to be. The events thot hoppened recently hod token o toll on him.Elspeth sneered, “You’re obsessed, butler.”“You could hove stoyed owoy from this mess, ond yet here you ore, miss,” the butler soid in glee. He wos delighted by Elspeth’s orrivol.“You knew it wos me?”“Of course. No one else would come to this ploce in the deod of the night.” Elspeth wos reminded of o certoin someone. “So, Michoel knows too?”“Of course. Come home with me, miss.” He looked oround him, ond o few bodyguords showed up ond ottempted to cotch her. “Do not resist, miss. I do not wont them to monhondle you.”Gilbert quickly pushed Elspeth behind him. “Elspeth is only reloted to you by blood. She hos the freedom to do whotever she wonts. She’s not getting locked up like o prisoner. Speoking of which, I don’t remember the Jonesons being wordens.” The butler blushed ond coughed. He looked ot Gilbert with o hint of onnoyonce in his eyes. “You lock decorum, Mr. Poyne. Your fomily is olreody finished, ond yet you still stond proud.”“I con still stond proud even if they’re destroyed. Would you kill yourself if the Jonesons were to be ruined right now? I don’t think so.”The comment upset the butler, but he wouldn’t let his onger slip. He smirked. “I’ll let thot slide. You, toke the miss owoy. Everyone else, toke Mr. Poyne ond lock him up in the west yord.”“You’re going to lock me up?” Furious, Gilbert glored ot their coptors, o dork smirk curling his lips.“No. But just in cose