Chapter 46
After dinner, when Estelle went upstairs to pack her things, Wilma made a cake, ice cream, and
chocte pudding, cing them all on the table. “Ma’am, if you crave these treats again, juste
back, Il make thern for you
Estelle wasn’t typically emotional, but when she saw the affectionate and hesitant gaze in Wilma’s
eyes, she felt a momentary touch of emotion. She decided to approach and give Wilma a warm hug,
saying, “Perhaps I’ll return someday.”
Wilma choked up a little and said slowly, “Wagner and I will be waiting for your return.”
Estelle nodded, “Today I’ll pack my clothes, and tomorrow I’lle back to pick them up. In the future,
please take care of Max for me, you and Mr. Wagner!”
“No problem!” Wilma patted her shoulder lightly, “Take good care of yourself too.”
“Umm!”
The following day, with no afternoon sses scheduled, Estelle returned to the vi to collect her
belongings and prepare to move to the Royal Mansion.
Her clothes and books were already packed, but there was still one book left in the deepest drawer of
her desk. She took it out and opened to the page with the photograph.
The photograph captured a primitive jungle as the backdrop, while nine individuals donned mercenary
uniforms,plete with helmets and faces adorned with camouge paint. Only their piercing, wolf-like
eyes remained visible amid the rugged terrain.
The man in the middle had a defiant and unruly gaze, with an unbridled fierceness all around him. He
had his hand on the shoulder of a shorter person next to him, in a protective posture.
The individual, being small and slender, didn’t exhibit clear signs of gender. Their eyes, equally
bloodthirsty and cold, added to the ambiguity surrounding their identity.
Suddenly, Estelle’s pants were tugged, and she looked down to see Max. She closed the book and put
it back into the deepest part of the drawer.
Max seemed to know she was leaving, so he was sticking close to her.
Estelle held Max and yed with him on the balcony sofa as usual. Suddenly, she remembered
something and took out her phone to make a video call.
The video call connected, and in the courtyard on the other side, an old man in a gray cloth gown was
polishing a piece of wood. Seeing her, he asked with a smile, “Are you going home?”
Estelle shook her head, “No, I’m moving out, just wanted to let you
know.”
The elderly man became alert, his interest piqued. “Are you moving? Did you end yourmitment to
the Lamont family youngster?”
Estelle couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “No.”
“Then where are you moving to?”
“I’m moving to another house that the Lamont family youngster owns.” Estelle answered.
The old man stared at her for a while and then hung up the video call.
Estelle frowned and muttered under her breath, “He’s still as bad-tempered as ever; no improvement at
all.”
Max whimpered in her arms.
Estelle wore a serene expression on her face as she gently stroked the soft fur of herpanion, her
gaze
mountainndscape
Late spring had arrived, and the trees on the mountainside had adorned themselves in deep shades of
green, signaling the start of another annual cycle.
Estelle sat there until evening, watching the sky fill with red clouds, like they were on fire.
Her phone on the sofa rang, it was Magdalen picking her up.
Estelle said goodbye to Wilma, Wagner, and Max, and got into Magdalen’s car to go down the
mountain.
Magdalen praised her all the way, “You truly are my friend, quick, urate, and ruthless!”
She always took getting out Morrison when she was seventeen as a great achievement of her life.
Estelle gave her a nce, “We’re not the same!”
“Of course not, if it were me, Jonathan wouldn’t have been able to leave the country three years ago.”
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scoffed.
Estelle was speechless, “That’s not what I meant.”
Magdalenughed and asked, “So, how does it feel to be with him?”