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.”

glutton,” Gilbert said, speechless. He

see him when she left. She couldn’t help being worried. Based on Gilbert’s attitude toward his mother, he wouldn’t be good to his father, either. She was worried that

her worries

looked at her, his gaze falling on her

his words. She looked

She froze.

What was this?

fallen

felt as if she was dreaming. “I…I am a little worried,

smiled, obviously in

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

air around them grew quiet. Marigold’s hands were wrung together as if

Gilbert doing

bit since she hadn’t

of silence, he said, “It’s nothing much. I just wanted to see if

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