Hiding Behind Her Superficiality novel Chapter 325

After a layover flight, they arrived in Eden at long last. Arthur took them to his residence. Elspeth observed the huge mansion, and a dubious glint fleeted across her eyes.

This is not a bungalow, but a manor. He spends most of his time in the country, though. How did he have the time and money to build such a spacious manor?

“You rarely leave the country. How do you own such a big property here?”

Ignoring her, he unlocked the door before leading Isabel and Helena into the house.

“Arthur Winthrop, is this house on a lease?” Elspeth followed them, shouting from behind.

This idiot. Arthur’s face darkened as looked back at her. “My dad bought it.”

Dad? That unfamiliar address conjured Theodore’s face, but she soon recalled that Arthur was no longer one of the Winthrop Family.

Does he mean Yoel Blue? she guessed while following them into the house.

The interior design was not Arthur’s cup of tea. She once had the chance to visit his room in Winthrop Residence. The gray theme color in that room bore no warmth at all. Yet, the warm tone color in this manor could readily lift one’s spirits.

“You guys can stay here for the time being. I don’t come here often.”

“Where will you stay?” Elspeth was curious.

Seeing how Elspeth was asking too much, Helena pulled the hem of Elspeth’s sleeve. “Enough. We shouldn’t pry on Dr. Winthrop’s privacy as the guests. He must be busy with his work.”

Guests? We are fugitives.

Elspeth could never say that aloud, though. Meanwhile, Arthur raised his chin at her provocatively.

“Fine. It’s none of my business even if he’s dead,” she muttered under her breath.

“Hey. Don’t say that. Apologize to Dr. Winthrop, hurry.” Helena was livid this time. To her, Arthur was the person who helped them out; not only did he save her life, but he also helped her daughter and treated Isabel. She perceived him as a good person.

Yet, her daughter was not grateful to him one bit.

Elspeth lowered her head meekly in fear that her rebellion would result in Helena’s relapsing. “I’m sorry, Arthur Winthrop. I shouldn’t have said that to you.”

Although the short apology bore zero sincerity, it was enough since Arthur was not offended in the first place. “It’s okay. Why would I fight over it with a kid?”

She glared at him. Whom are you calling a kid?

You. He returned her an indifferent look.

She could not let the steam off in front of Helena no matter how angry she was. Thus, the agitated Elspeth headed upstairs with her luggage and cooped herself in a room she randomly chose.

Helena sighed helplessly. “Dr. Winthrop, Elsie’s always like this. I hope you won’t take it to the heart.”