Adrian gazed at it for a long time before he picked up a fork, stabbed it into the cookie and put it in his mouth.
"_"
Ji Yan couldn’t believe what he was seeing... Second Master, ah, Second Master, why must you act like a lost lover boy instead of talking it out with Miss Yu?
Suddenly, Adrian’s gaze snapped to Ji Yan.
Ji Yan stiffened. He couldn’t hear his thoughts, could he?
Adrian quietly raised his hand.
Ji Yan held his breath. Am I about to die? But my will—
"Does it stink?"
Ji Yan’s eyes popped out. W-What did he just hear? Was his second master facing a lack of confidence?
...
"What do you mean I don’t have to...?" Ella adjusted the phone on her ears, "There is no way I am going to miss your photoshoot. Don’t worry, I will be there in 15 minutes."
"But you sound like you are unwell," Ruby’s voice came from the other side.
"I am just annoyed," Ella mumbled under her breath, thinking of a tyrant back home.
"Annoyed? Who annoyed you?"
Ella peeked at the cab driver then slumped back on the car seat, "Long story. Forget it, you don’t need to worry about me. Right now, the most important thing is your photoshoot."
"Mm..."
Ella had just hung up on the call when her phone rang again.
This time, it was a call from Bertha.
Danger bells rang in her mind. Could it be that Adrian got pissed too and asked people to drag her back? Now, Bertha was calling her as a warning?
The moment she answered the call, Ella questioned, "Is everything fine?"
"Miss Yu, your father is here."
The hand holding the phone trembled. Ella clutched her phone tighter, "At Eve Mansion?"
"Yes... The second Master has left for work and nobody dared to stop him since he is your father. He demands to see you..."
Ella gripped the phone tighter, "I have cut off all relations with the Yu Family, Bertha. Don’t hold back on my behalf."
There was silence on the other side.
"Send him away... respectfully..."
After hanging up on the call, Ella felt a sense of exhaustion washing over her.
It was strange that some time ago, she had been chasing them, asking for their attention yet they would not look away.
But now that she had just started to patch the old wounds, they were back to rip the bandaids off.
Only if they could be a normal family... and she could also be their loving daughter too.
Ella covered her face with the back of her hand, a drop of tear escaping the corner of her eye.
...
"Miss, we are here..."


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