However, Thea Lynch never expected that Ian Preston was also involved in this matter.
"So, did Third Brother always know?"
"Was it because he saw the surveillance footage later?"
The two exchanged glances, and Thea tried to see through his heart by looking into his eyes.
Ian was a man of profound mystery, his emotions never betrayed by his expressions; whatever happened, he maintained his ice-cold composure. Even those very familiar with him could hardly guess his thoughts.
However, since returning ho, she had indeed witnessed a number of tis where he lost control—truly rare.
After staring at him for a long ti, he finally gave her the answer she wanted, "Before that."
"..."
This ti, Thea couldn’t hold her surprise and almost had "astonishnt" written all over her face. She forgot what they were discussing, instinctively moving closer to him, asking seriously:
"How could you have known beforehand? Sean Bell never ntioned it, right?"
It’s not that she didn’t trust Sean; it’s just that Sean’s temperant was too unpredictable, with many variables. He had no plan for whether to say or not, to do or not, everything depended on his mood.
"From beginning to end, he never ntioned you."
From this point of view, Sean seed reliable, having so sense of responsibility.
Thea beca even more puzzled.
"His version of events wasn’t believed by anyone, and no one bothered to look deeper," Ian left another reason unsaid.
Thea pursed her lips, feeling that Ian was truly dull.
——
The dical report ca out. There were no major issues, but indeed many minor ailnts.
Frequent insomnia, restless dreams, coupled with a poor appetite. The doctor advised her to change her habits and make sure to eat regularly.
"These are common issues among young people today. No need to worry too much, Mr. Preston," after talking to Thea, the doctor turned to Ian.
Thea sneaked a glance at them, the doctor detailing ticulously. It suddenly made her feel as if she hadn’t grown up and had a guardian accompanying her to the hospital.
She was there in person, what was there that needed to be explained again to Ian...
As they left the hospital, Thea let out a long sigh, feeling relieved.
"Thanks for the trouble today, Third Brother. I’ll call Granny when I get ho." Although she didn’t beg Ian to co with her, a few courteous words were needed.
Ian ignored her thanks and asked, "Back to the estate?"
Indeed, she had been busy lately, with little ti to return.
"Then I might as well catch a ride with you." It wasn’t just a general detour, no need to be hypocritical.
On the way back, Thea called Granny.
"It’s really nothing, just a few minor issues. Once I’m free next week, I’ll co to you for so dicine."
"I’m not lying."
"Third Brother..."
Thea glanced at the man beside her and replied to the phone, "He’s right here next to ."
Upon hearing this, Ian reached out his hand, "Give it to ."
"Oh."
Thea handed the phone over.
"Yes, it’s . No need to worry, Granny. I’ve been accompanying her; no major issues. I’ll have soone send the report over later."
With just a few words, Ian settled Granny’s concerns. Once the call ended, Thea’s expression beca complex. Her explanation was futile, yet Ian’s single sentence convinced Granny.
As she received her phone back, she couldn’t help clicking her tongue: "Third Brother sure is favored by the elders."
Among the kids of the estate, each had their own rits. Logically, the most favored should be the most charming, like Silas Cheney, always sweet-talking.
But if talking about who the elders frequently ntion and favor now, it’s definitely Ian.
Sotis she couldn’t understand why, but whether it was at the estate or her grandparents, ntion Ian and the praises never stopped.
"I can’t compare to you."
She expected Ian not to reply, yet surprisingly, he returned the kindness.
Ian’s status among the younger generation at the estate was unmatched. Thea knew her worth, unable to compare.
Thea shrugged, "Oh please, I don’t even qualify to be compared to you."
At that, Ian truly didn’t respond further.
She indeed had a knack for leaving people speechless.
——
Back at the estate, Thea couldn’t find Grandpa at ho and could only head to the usual spot to look for him.
Though nearly the end of September, Coronet’s weather still lingered in sumr. Thea feared sunlight the most, and always put on a thin coat when going out.
Under the familiar pavilion, the elderly gathered here daily to play chess.
"Oh look, it’s Thea."
Upon seeing her, the elderly commanders imdiately swapped their stern faces for smiles.
Thea greeted them individually but didn’t spot her grandfather.
Her gaze landed on one of the grandfathers, and she asked curiously, "Did you see my old man? The house is empty, so I thought he’d be here playing chess with you."
"Old Lynch, I think he’s at the Bell Family residence."
The Bell Family.
As Thea approached the gate, she heard Grandpa Bell’s hearty laughter. Among the elders, Grandpa Bell was the youngest and most vigorous, still insisting on morning exercises daily.
"Grandpa Bell."
"Oh my, whose little treasure is this?" Just by hearing her voice, Grandpa Bell knew it was her.
Upon entering, Thea found Ian’s grandpa present too.
She greeted hurriedly. Grandpa Preston, though usually imposing and unsmiling, grinned at her and beckoned, "Thea, you’re back, co here."
She arrived just in ti for dinner.
"What’s the occasion today?" The dishes were exquisite, fine wine in waiting.
Clearly, it wasn’t just a casual gathering of old friends; soone else must be coming.
"It’s a family dinner. Your Fifth Brother’s back, and the family’s gathering for a al."
"Did you et him? That kid’s been at Stonewold’s law firm for a while now. If not for hearing you were back, he might’ve forgotten he had a family."
Grandpa Bell’s words bore a hint of playful sourness. Thea replied, flattered, "That’s not the case; Fifth Brother’s busy. As soon as he returned to Coronet, he ca here to accompany you. I don’t have such allure."
"Eh," Grandpa Bell teased, "You might convince Old Lynch and Old Preston with those words, but not . I heard, as soon as he landed, the first person he saw wasn’t ."
These words carried value, and Thea laughed off her involvent: "It wasn’t either. I heard Third Brother organized a gathering."
Hearing Ian’s na, Grandpa Preston asked, "Didn’t they invite you?"
"No," Thea didn’t want to snitch and get anyone in trouble, "I was working overti that day. It’s been hectic at the company. We’re planning a gathering once Second Brother returns; it’s already set."
"That’s good. If they bully you, you co to Grandpa, and I’ll deal with those rascals." Grandpa Preston’s words, though stern, didn’t frighten Thea.
The truth was, Grandpa Preston always favored her.
Her na, "Thea," was decided by Grandpa Preston back in the day.
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