In the living room, Lana whispered to Norman Bennett, "Young Master, this bag is what the Young Mistress picked up from outside; she didn't eat it."
Upon hearing this, his face eased somewhat, but in the next instant, it returned to its cold state.
Watching the young master head straight to the bedroom, Lana pursed her lips and thought: Young Mistress, you better fend for yourself.
Creak~
The door was pushed open, and Elliana Lyle lay on the bed with her back to the door, eyes naturally closed, as if she were asleep.
But upon hearing the door open, she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of water from the bathroom that she opened her eyes, looked towards the bathroom direction, and was so angry her teeth clenched.
She had thought it through; if Norman Bennett came in and talked to her, she wouldn't stay angry.
But in the end!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Pulling up the quilt over her head, she decided to sleep!
