She had wanted to have dinner first, but Grandma disagreed.
Elisa regretted it slightly. She was afraid that Grandma wouldn’t be in the mood to eat if she left, so she helped Old Madam Wickam to the dining room.
But… as she raised her eyes, she saw Gareth sitting at the dining table calmly amidst the chaos.
Elisa was stunned.
Shouldn’t he have left in a huff?
Is he going to eat dinner?
He seems to be famished.
Pfft.
This man isn’t that strong, after all.
She washed her hands and walked to the dining table before she smiled at the man. In a seemingly concerned tone, she said, “You must be exhausted, Mr. Wickam. I thought you were in great shape, but that’s not the case…?”
The man didn’t do well with taunts, and here Elisa was, mocking him deliberately!
Gareth’s face fell in an instant. He enunciated her name calmly. “Elisa Benett.”
It seemed to be nothing, but it had a bone-chilling quality. It was as if there was a breeze indoors.
A trace of a smile flickered across the corner of Elisa’s mouth. “It’s fine. You can eat if you’re hungry. We eat to live. This is a normal occurrence.”
Gareth’s sharp eyes instantly glanced at Elisa. His gaze was as cutting as a knife. Anyone else wouldn’t have been able to hold their own because his face was unbelievably dark.
Julia was slightly stunned. She never thought that Elisa would say such things.
Hmm?
It was as though something fishy was going on between the two of them.
Liz will never pick on him in the past. What did this brat do to torment Liz?
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