Chapter 71


    Dorian averted his gaze. Although his tone was still gentle, it was void of emotions. “Go home and


    rest. Call me if there’s any problem.”


    Sierra was a utile disappointed. After she had shown so much Initiative, Dorian still seemed


    unattracted


    to her.


    Feigning a brave front, she walked toward her apartment and wanted to find out if he would wait on


    the same spot until she was in her house. She turned around just a few secondster, but his car


    was already nowhere to be seen.


    Frozen on the spot, she clenched her fists, realizing that Dorian had changed.


    In the Maybach, Dorian said with closed eyes, “Back to Jefferson Manor.”


    Jon paused for a second. Then, he hit the pedal, turned around and headed toward Jefferson


    Manor.


    As expected, there was no one else in Jefferson Manor besides Jessie, who was cleaning the


    house. The house was empty andcked the warmth of life, giving off an eerie atmosphere instead.


    Doriany on the couch, and Jessie approached him after the house chores were done. While


    rubbing her. hands nervously, she asked, “Mr. Jefferson, what would you like for dinner? I’ll prepare


    it for


    away.


    “It’s alright. You can rest after cleaning up.” Dorian refused in a solemn voice.


    you right


    His answer caught Jessie by surprise. Just a minute ago, she was worried that Dorian would ask


    her to give Gisele a call, but he dismissed her for the day instead. Although she couldn’t read


    Dorian’s mind, she nodded without hesitation. “Okay, Mr. Jefferson. See you tomorrow.”


    Deftly, Jessie packed up and left. Soon, the already quiet house immediately lost itsst remnant of


    liveliness and turned as dead as an abandoned city.


    Lying on the couch, Dorian suddenly remembered Gisele sitting-


    unwillingness as she reluctantly took a picture for Hector.


    the floor, her pale face full of


    What was she thinking at that time? Soon, without even realizing, he drifted off to sleep.


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    Just like that, he slept until 2:00 am. Staring into the dark living room, he waited a while for his eyes


    to adjust to the darkness before turning on the lights. When the lights flickered on, the loneliness


    around him dissipated, but his stomach started rumbling.


    So, he strolled into the kitchen and scanned around, only to find nothing in the clean and tidy


    kitchen. With his phone in his hand, he returned to the living room and called Jon. “I’m hungry.”


    After saying those words, he hung up and left Jon, who was on call round–the–clock, in total


    confusion. A few minutester, he finally understood what Dorian meant and punched in a string of


    numbers.


    The phone rang for a long while before someone picked it up. “Hello? Gisele’s sleepy voice echoed


    from


    the other end of the line.


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    “Ms. Meyer, Mr. Jefferson is hungry,” Jon said indifferently.


    Having picked up the call in a daze, Gisele was confused and blurted, “He should eat something if


    he’s hungry. It’s not like he’s a three–year–old who can’t feed himself. Even if he is, he shouldn’t be


    looking for


    me.”


    Then, she hung up, turned over, and went back to sleep. She was exhausted.


    That afternoon, when she returned to the apartment, she had grounded all the herbs in the house


    and made them into different types of pills, teabags, and cooking ingredients.


    She was so busy that she only managed to grab a bite at midnight. After that, she washed up


    simply and


    went to bed.


    “Ring, ring.”


    Once again, her phone started ringing. This time, her blurry mind cleared up a lot, and she


    answered the call. “What’s up?”


    “Ms. Meyer, Mr. Jefferson’s stomach feels ufortable whenever he’s hungry. Please make him a


    healthy meal and deliver it to Jefferson Manor,” Jon’s crisp and cold voice said quickly.


    As though worried that she would hang up, before he ended the call, he added, “If you have any


    questions, you can check with Mr. Jefferson. He’s waiting for you.”


    Click.


    Then, he hung up.


    Completely awake, Gisele stared at her phone in disbelief. Did he just order her to make a healthy


    meal in


    the dead of the night?


    Gisele rubbed her eyes and called Jon. “We’re sorry. The number you’ve dialed is turned off. Please


    try


    againter…”


    Speechless, she wondered when Jon started beingzy. Didn’t he know how much Dorian hated


    her?


    As she snuggled in her huge, soft bed without moving a muscle, she struggled within herself


    because of this. A part of her didn’t want to do this while part of her nagged her to do it.


    “This is so annoying! Whoever wants to eat should just cook for themselves!” Gisele wailed, tossing


    around in bed.