After hanging up the phone, Alice sat on the bed for a few moments before lying back down and tucking herself in.
She rolled over and looked out the window into the quiet night.
It was true that she didn’t want Kennedy to have a big conflict or even a breakup with her grandfather because of her, and so when she saw the butler so helplessly at the door begging her to come back, Alice did so then.
But now, she felt she had been too quick to accept it; how could Zoe have such a simple reason for wanting to see him?
On second thought, Alice thought she was overthinking it. In the Carlos family, Zoe couldn’t escape George’s attention even if she had a plot, unless George was also helping her.
At this thought, Alice sat up abruptly.
There was an uneasy feeling in her heart, but if she ran out in the middle of the night, it would only cause trouble for Kennedy if she ran into something.
She had not forgotten Kennedy’s words to her before she left, -Wait for me.
Even if he was anxious, she would have to trust him, wouldn’t she?
Kennedy would be back.
Alice calmed down and went back to bed. Time passed, but Alice wasn’t sleepy at all, instead she was animated, clutching her phone in her hand.
She didn’t know how long she waited, her phone suddenly vibrated.
Alice opened it and saw that it was a text message from Anthony to her.
”Don’t worry sister-in-law, I’ve already reached the Carlos family, now I’m going to check the situation first, if there is any movement I’m sure I will help Kennedy.
Alice could only return his thanks and hold the phone while she waited.
***
At the Carlos house.
The old man and the young man sat facing each other, and the maid brought two cups of tea and placed them in front of Kennedy and Jorge respectively.
But neither moved, Jorge’s gaze fixed on the grandson in front of him, the irritation in his eyes clear and unmistakable.
Kennedy pursed his thin lips and picked up his teacup and took a sip. -Grandfather, take a sip of tea to take away the anger.
-Take my anger away? Hmph, do you think I can easily get over this anger? -With that said, George picked up his cup of tea and took a big gulp, then put it down again, meeting a loud clatter as the cup hit the table.
At such a Jorge, Kennedy’s reaction was pleasantly relaxed, as he took a nonchalant sip of his tea.
George glared at his grandson with hatred and anger, and was so angered by his airy appearance that he picked up his cane and tried to strike him, but Dylan saw him and rushed to stop him.
-Sir, don’t be angry, don’t be impulsive!
-Dylan, let go of me! Let me discipline this disobedient brat.
Jorge’s anger was so great that Kennedy raised his eyes, his eyes met those of the Carlos family, clouded but brimming with anger, and then he pulled at the corners of his lips.
-Grandfather, are you looking for a puppet heir?
At these words, Jorge froze.
-What do you mean by that?
-Isn’t that so? -Kennedy scoffed, “Just because you’re trying to manipulate my life for me, doesn’t that mean you want me to be a puppet? You’re my grandfather, so I respect you, but that doesn’t mean I’ll willingly be a puppet.
-You brat! Do you know what kind of heart you broke for Zoe, do you know what she looked like when she came back just now, do you have no idea how much she loves you?
These accusations fell on Kennedy’s ears as if they were ridiculous, -Have I broken her heart? I have never expressed in front of her any act of my interest in her, and even if she were sad and affectionate, it would always be only her own affair, what has it to do with me?
Jorge was speechless.
After a few seconds of freezing, Jorge cursed, -Look at the bullshit you say, you haven’t done anything to yourself, can she be so affectionate with you?
Not to mention Kennedy, even Dylan, who was standing, could no longer hear the words.
After all, Kennedy’s behavior was obvious to everyone, he never gave more than a glance to women, even when Zoe often came to take care of him during his injury, he was only polite to her and still wouldn’t give more than a glance.
That was it, how could he flirt with Zoe?
If I had to say this was flirtatious, I would have to say he was born too handsome and his face attracted Zoe.
But Dylan would never dare say these words out loud in these tense times.
-She insists I’ve seduced her, so why not ask her to come out and tell me how I made her.
-You bastard! You’re going to challenge me for a woman you’ve only known for a short time?
After cursing, Jorge, as tired as he felt, raised his hand to cover his chest and gestured for Dylan to help him sit on the couch, while he spoke in a deep voice.
-Zoe is a very understanding child. Even though you’re heartless and ungrateful, she doesn’t hate you, and just now she even told me that she only wants to see you once, so she can drop the engagement. She’s so understanding, if you’re not going to make the apology to her, wouldn’t you feel sorry for her?
Make the apology?
Kennedy chuckled under his breath, a sound like mockery escaping his throat; what did he have to say? But since he was here today, he would make it clear to her once and for all.
With this in mind, Kennedy put down the cup of tea in his hand and stood up.
-Yes, then I’ll go and make it clear to her, and if she stops bothering me, I hope you won’t press the issue either.
Having said this, Kennedy turned away at once, with an indifferent face, and said to the servant, -Lead me.
The maid who brought the tea froze for a moment, then nodded and turned to guide Kennedy to the upper floors.
As she walked, the girl felt inexplicably discouraged and advanced with unsteady steps, as if the one following her was not a person, but a demon who was going to drink human blood.
It was not until the door of a room that the maid stopped, -Mr. Kennedy? Miss Zoe stays here.
Having said that, she offered to go over and knock on the door.
-Miss Zoe, are you ready?
After a moment of silence, the door opened and Zoe stood there with flushed eyes.
-Kennedy … -Zoe’s eyes twitched at the sight of Kennedy and she wanted to step forward, but then she thought of something and stopped herself in her tracks.
-I have something to say.
The maid ran away.
Kennedy didn’t take it seriously, her icy gaze settled on Zoe’s face.
-Miss Zoe,” the man’s lips parted slightly and his voice held an icy aloofness, “I thank you for taking care of me when I was sick, but that doesn’t mean I have to be committed to you because of it. Besides, it doesn’t seem like I didn’t ask you to take care of me when I was sick, did I?
It might sound ungrateful, but it was true, the Carlos family had so many servants, she offered to take care of him and take the opportunity just to get close to him.