When Stella and Sherry arrived at the Steward’s Mansion, Clarence and Archer James were not there. Only Elaine James was playing a swing while shooting the night landscape of the garden.

Seeing the arrival of the ladies, she ran over to them directly, “Stella! Sherry! You are back!”

Stella asked, “Where are Archer and Clarence?”

“They have just left.”

“Did they say where they went?”

Elaine said, “No, they didn’t. But Clarence did let me to remind you to sleep early, not to wait for him.”

Stella nodded, “I know. But it’s late now. You should go to bed, dear.”

“Oh,” Elaine said, “A boy came to visit us a few hours ago. I don’t know him, but the guard didn’t stop him so I guess he is a friend of yours. Seemingly he had just had a fight with someone. His face was covered all over with wounds.”

Stella and Sherry looked at each other, Sherry asked, “Is he an Amerasian who was quite handsome?"

Elaine nodded, “Is he a friend of yours?”

Sherry coughed, “No… I’m a bit tired right now. I want to have a rest in my room.”

After that, she got back to her room in a hurry.

Elaine stared at Stella confusedly. The latter smiled faintly, “I will introduce him to you tomorrow. You should go to bed now. It’s a bit late.”

With her hand holding her phone before her chest, Elaine said, “I still want to stay here for a second.”

Stella said, “I noticed that you were shooting something. Are you going to send the video to your dad?”

“Uh…” Elaine got a little bit flushed before she mumbled, “Yes. I… I am going to send it to dad.”

Stella said, “Well, then you could stay here for a while but no for too long. It’s cold here.”

“Okay. I won’t.”

“Good night.”

After Stella left, Elaine sent the video she had just shot to someone.

But that someone didn’t reply.

Elaine checked the chat history and found that he also did not reply to the last several messages she had sent him, which made her pout.

To make it worse, what he replied was nothing but one or two words.

It was not hard to tell that they were just perfunctory replies.

He acted like an elder to her who was too busy to take those “childish” messages seriously.

Elaine sat back to the swing with her hands down on legs. With her toes stroking the ground softly, she began to play the swing in a disappointed way.copy right hot novel pub