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After supper, James didn’t wait long before he took off with Mirabella. On their offered Nikolai a lift for good measure.
way out, they
Vincent rarely came to the family estate these days and had just arrived home when he saw his grandfather, Knox, seeing off some quests. He lingered in the yard for a while, watching the group depart from a distance. For a fleeting moment, he thought he had caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, but by the time he focused, the person was already getting into a car.
Before long. Knox approached him, “Kid, what’s gotten into you to drop by today?”
Vincent had already shifted his gaze away, his handsome face as cool as ever. Only when looking at his grandfather, would his eyes soften unconsciously, “Didn’t you tell me that you whipped up a couple of new dishes? I’m just here to play guinea pig for your culinary experiments.”
Normally, this would have touched Knox, but tonight, he just huffed, “Not necessary. Your palate is only good for eating. You never have any constructive feedback.”
As Knox headed inside, he continued, “I’ve been telling you to learn cooking from me, but all you do is make excuses about solving puzzles. Are puzzles really that enticing?”
The same went for that girl who had sparked his interest in taking on an apprentice, always talking about needing to study. What was with the youth today? Shouldn’t they be eager to pick up some practical skills?
Every time Vincent heard Knox’s ramblings, his head ached, so he didn’t take the bait. Instead. changing the subject, “Grandpa, who were those guests just now?”
Knox raised an eyebrow, giving Vincent a sidelong glance, “Why, you know them?”
Vincent’s gaze intensified slightly, “Not really. It’s just rare we have visitors, so I was curious.”
“Don’t be nosy. Some people aren’t your business to inquire about,” Knox said seriously.
Vincent acknowledged the point. “Understood.”
Suddenly, Knox patted his shoulder with a hint of melancholy. “One day, the Mendoza legacy will be in your hands. I might not be around much longer, but I’ll set everything up for you. So. for now, enjoy doing what you like.”
“Grandpa, come on. It’s windy out here. Let’s get inside,” Vincent said as he steadied Knox, guiding him towards the main house.
Knox chuckled and let himself be led away.
In the car, with Nikolai present, Mirabella kept to herself, leaning against the car door, eyes closed, resting.
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When her phone buzzed in her pocket, she opened her eyes and fished it out.
It was a message from Leo, asking when she’d be home.
Mirabella glanced outside and then at Nikolai, who was chatting with Wyatt in the front. After al brief moment, she spoke up, “Wyatt, you can drop me off at the next intersection.”
Wyatt instinctively glanced at his boss in the rearview mirror. James turned to Mirabella, “Something up?”
Mirabella responded softly. “I’ll just grab a cab home.”
James, ever the gentleman, didn’t pressure her, merely advising, “Stay safe.”
Wyatt had already pulled the car to a stop by the curb. Mirabella waved goodbye, opened the door, and stepped out. “I’m off.”
After Mirabella got into a taxi on the roadside, Wyatt didn’t immediately drive away. He watched. until Mirabella was settled in the cab before moving on.
James raised an eyebrow, noting that Mirabella was becoming quite perceptive.
“That young lady…” Nikolai, sitting in the passenger seat, began slowly.
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