âHumph, youâre just Ellinor! Even if youâre my sister, you donât have a say in this!â
Ellinor replied while munching on her toast. âIâm not meddling with you, but I am Idaâs family, so she listens to me. As long as I donât agree, you two donât stand a chance.â
Byranâs face turned pale. âDonât be like thisâ¦â
He knew that Ida had great respect for Ellinor. It was a fact that she tended to follow Ellinorâs advice.
Not only that, his brother Balfour also listened to everything Ellinor said.
He was worried that Balfour would object to him being with Ida. If Ellinor could speak for him, there would definitely be no problem.
Ellinor lazily stretched out a hand. âGive me a napkin.â
Byran immediately did as he was told and respectfully handed a soft tissue to Ellinor.
Ellinor popped the last piece of toast into her mouth, wiped her hands with the tissue, and stood up to leave.
Byran followed her. âHey! Where are you going?â
Ellinor responded. Iâm going for a walk in your garden.â
Byran scratched his head. âWhat about me and Idaâ¦?â
Ellinor yawned. âDepends on your performance.â
âTil behave! The sun is blazing outside, so Iâm going to get you an umbrella.â
And with that, Byran ran off to find an umbrella. Ellinor didnât wait for him and headed to the garden alone.
She arrived at the sea of flowers, where she had previously met her biological father, McNeil Howard.
Regrettably, the flowers had withered, seeming to be past their prime.
Ellinor felt a little disappointed to not see her motherâs favorite flowers.
She sighed softly, continued walking, and saw a swing chair not far away. She went over and sat down.
She felt completely relaxed as she swayed gently on the swing chair.
Her phone in her pocket beeped once, indicating a new message.
She took a look and saw that it was a text from Theo.
âFinished the meeting. What did you have for breakfast?â
Even though the morning sun was bright, she still felt annoyed after receiving Theoâs message.
She didnât want to reply and was about to put her phone back in her pocket when it beeped again.
Again, a message from Theo. âIf you donât reply, Iâll burn the painting.â
Ellinor was a bit upset, but she replied. âFried eggs, toast, bacon, nuts, and a glass of milk.â
A few seconds later, Theo replied. âHmm, not bad.â
Ellinor rolled her eyes and laughed quietly.
Was he concerned about her? Or, more likely, the baby in her belly.
She didnât reply, so Theo sent another message. âWhat are you doing now?â
Ellinor coolly replied. âIâm on a swing.â
ཡ ཧ ༢ འ< འ�ཱ ཧ འའའ�ཱཾ à½à½¿à½ à½à½¼ འཥ འà½à½º Theo immediately replied. âI want to see!â
Ellinor forced a smile. Thereâs nothing to see! Mr. Blanchet, just do your work and stop texting me!â
However, Theo directly made a video call to her.
Ellinor didnât want to answer, but after thinking of her motherâs painting, she took a deep breath and told herself that she needed to be patient until she got the painting.
After accepting the call, she saw Theo lazily leaning on his office chair, looking very selfâimportant.
Ellinor didnât look pleased. âMr. Blanchet, havenât you seen a swing before?â
Theoâs face was emotionless. âI have.â
Ellinorâs expression worsened. âThen you still need to see?â
Theo said seriously. âI have never seen a little chubby pig swinging before.â