As he watched Eli leave, Octavius’ gaze dimmed, bearing a hint of disdain.

Even his son refused to respect him.

If Gilbert could ruin the Bradshaws, it would be a good thing for Octavius.

Gilbert knew nothing about what was happening in the Bradshaws. He was already in his villa. It wasn’t very late when he returned, but Caleb was already asleep. He didn’t go to bother him. At first, he thought Marigold had already fallen asleep. But then, when he passed her room, her door was ajar, and her lights were on. She was obviously still not asleep.

He knocked.

Marigold got up. She was surprised to see Gilbert at the door. He would never go to see her after work.

“You’re back. Are you hungry?’ Marigold asked.

“I had dinner,” Gilbert answered, reminding her of what had happened.

Marigold smiled lightly and nodded. “I know. But you’ve worked for so long after dinner. You might be hungry again.”

a glutton,” Gilbert said, speechless. He didn’t have such a

Gilbert’s attitude toward his mother, he wouldn’t be good to his father, either. She was worried

her worries were

falling on her

words. She looked up, meeting his

She froze.

What was this?

he fallen

it. She felt as if she was dreaming.

Gilbert smiled, obviously in

million questions in her heart, but she didn’t ask him a single one. She feared that she would be thinking too

spoke, the air around them grew quiet. Marigold’s hands were wrung

Gilbert doing

was embarrassed, too. He just wanted to see her for a bit since she hadn’t fallen asleep yet. But then, when he

“It’s nothing much. I just wanted to see if

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