Chapter 936 Too Much of a Coincidence
An hour later, Jamie finally tiptoed down the stairs when he heard the front door closing shut. Elise returned from the foyer and immediately saw him creeping down furtively. “Are you a thief?” “Is she gone?” he whispered cautiously.
“Yes.” Finally, he stood up straight and swayed his arms like he had been exercising. “Do you plan to hide from her forever?” She found it funny.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He acted ignorant while she stared at him amusingly. Let’s see how long you can put up that act. Feeling guilty, Jamie caved in. “Gosh, okay. I won’t keep hiding from her, but it’s not the time now.”
Elise shook her head and wanted to go upstairs to rest, but she was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Without wasting time, he fled upstairs and went into hiding. Both guessed that Narissa had returned for the umbrella she left there.
“You’d better not call yourself my junior when you’re out and about,” Elise yelled in his direction before opening the door. “What did you leave behind?”
To her surprise, she saw a few men dressed in suits instead of Narissa. The front person was older than the others. He had a head of gray hair that was slicked back nicely, and there was a watch in the pocket of his coat. His outfit was a simple but tailored luxury item, which was representative of his class.
“Who is this?” Elise greeted him with a nod.
“Is Mr. Keller at home?” The old man smiled at her.
“Who is that?” Jamie sped downstairs to the entrance once he heard the man’s voice.
“Good day, Mr. Keller. I’m from BJ Biotech—the butler of the Heidelberg Family. I specifically visited you today to thank you for saving Miss Heidelberg yesterday,” the old gentleman introduced himself.
“Thank me specifically?” Jamie could not recall any heroic action. “Who’s Miss Heidelberg?”
“Alicia Heidelberg. She was the dog owner you met yesterday.”
“Oh! Yes, I recall her. By the way, as her staff, aren’t you a little too negligent? How could you let her walk the dog alone? Had I not saved her, you would’ve lost your missus,” Jamie chattered away.
“Indeed, sir, you are right.” The old gentleman was humble and nodded along. After that, the other men handed Jamie an exquisite gift box. “This is a thank-you gift from her father, Mr. Heidelberg. Please accept it.”
“That was just a small favor! You don’t have to do this. Plus, she drove me home later, so I guess we’re even! Please take the gift with you.” Jamie waved his hand generously.
The old gentleman placed the gift box by the door and said lazily, “It is the Heidelberg Family’s rule to never take back what has been given to the others. If you are unsatisfied with the gift, you can request more. Mr. Heidelberg said that he would fulfill any of your wishes. One thing to keep in mind—Miss Heidelberg is still young, and her father does not wish to expose her to strangers too early. If you need anything, just contact me.”
On the surface, his humble and mild-mannered behavior might reflect his high standard in managing the Heidelberg Family and his character. However, upon closer inspection, one would realize that he was using politeness as a vehicle to convey their wish for Jamie to stay away from Alicia.
Jamie was smart and instantly got the hint. His expression fell before he snickered, “Alicia is a nice girl. Too bad she has a snobbish family.”
“Mr. Keller, you seem to be in a bad mood. I shall excuse myself now. My name card is in the bag. Please contact me if you need anything. Take care!”
The old gentleman was indeed the butler of a wealthy family who had been through many situations. Even after he was being scoffed at, he remained composed and delivered his words with a smile. Then, he left with the other men.
“I don’t f*cking care about this!” Jamie kicked the gift box out of the door in a fit of anger.
“You will.” Elise poured cold water on him.
“Boss, who are you siding with?” He felt victimized. He did a good deed yesterday, only to be perceived as an opportunist with a motive.
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