When she looked into the house for the nth ti, she saw Ivan Horne and Jimmy Horne walking out.
She imdiately stopped in her tracks and watched them intently.
Ivan Horne and Jimmy Horne also spotted Florence Ford; they exchanged a glance and then walked towards her.
"Who are you?" Ivan Horne asked coldly.
After sizing up Florence Ford, Jimmy Horne lost interest and looked away.
Florence Ford blinked her bright, big eyes, which fluttered adorably. Her gaze drifted between Ivan and Jimmy Horne before settling on Jimmy. She greeted him respectfully, "Young Master, hello. My na is Florence Ford." Florence was also around four years old, about the sa age as the Horne brothers but slightly shorter.
Ivan Horne's dark eyes flickered. This cute girl's gaze is quite sharp.
Young Master?
Here, he keeps hearing people call Billy 'Young Master.' Just who are these people?
"Sounds ugly," Jimmy Horne responded indifferently, then walked off on his own, roaming around the Manor.
Ivan Horne didn't say anything else to Florence Ford and followed Jimmy.
"Young Master," Florence Ford called out again, her voice trailing after them.
Florence Ford had seen the Sect Leader once, so when she saw Jimmy Horne, she was sure he was the Young Master.
She was active, and her father had said he would send her to the Literary and Martial Arts School. After she graduated, if she passed the tests, she would be able to join the Blazing Fla Sect, and then her future master would be the Young Master. Her greatest wish was to be as imposing as her father and to be as highly valued.
So she wants to beco an indispensable person by the Young Master's side!
Florence Ford trotted after the two Horne boys, asking to play with them.
"Go away! Go play by yourself, girl. Who wants to play with you?" Jimmy Horne said impatiently, not allowing Florence Ford to follow them.
Ivan Horne stayed silent and didn't look at Florence Ford.
If it were Camila, his cousin would have been pestering her to play long ago.
"Young Master..."
"I'm not called Young Master! My surna isn't 'Young,' and my given na isn't 'Master.' I don't know what's wrong with the people here, giving a na like that. My na is Billy, Billy Horne, understand? Call Young Master again, and I'll punch you!" Jimmy Horne waved his little fist, threatening Florence Ford.
Florence Ford stared at him in astonishnt, her bright eyes filled with a confusion she couldn't articulate at her age.
Jimmy Horne glanced at her, ignored her, and walked away again.
Ivan Horne, however, walked over and stopped in front of Florence Ford.
"What do you want?" Florence Ford composed herself, her cute, pretty little face turning serious as she questioned him.
Ivan Horne gazed at Florence Ford with his inscrutable eyes.
After a long mont, he said sothing Florence wouldn't understand until many years later: "Not as easy on the eyes as Camila."
Then, he turned and walked away arrogantly.
Florence Ford furrowed her delicate brows, not understanding what these two handso little boys were saying.
Who is Camila?
He said I'm not as easy on the eyes as Camila?
Am I really that ugly?
Pretty girls fear becoming ugly more than anything!
Florence Ford imdiately returned to the residence she shared with her father, found a mirror, and examined her reflection. But no matter how she looked, from left to right, she couldn't see anything unpleasing about her appearance.
I look perfectly pretty and cute in the mirror! So why doesn't the Young Master want to talk to or play with ? And it's the sa for that handso, arrogant little boy with him.
「Inside the house」
Noah Reyes received the investigation results from Deon Myers and Elder Aru. Their people had definitely not taken the Master's wife away on their own initiative.
Learning of the results, Noah Reyes's handso face grew even more somber. He imdiately called Glades Horne to inform him. Over the phone, Glades said, "Adele usually finishes work at five o'clock and heads straight ho. But it's so late now, and she still hasn't co back. I've called her phone; it rings, but no one answers..."
Before Glades Horne could finish, Noah Reyes shot out of the house. He coldly summoned Deon Myers, ordering him to imdiately investigate Adele's whereabouts, while Noah himself drove off from the Manor first to search for her.
As for the two little ones, he had temporarily pushed them to the back of his mind.
By the ti the two children realized sothing was amiss, Noah Reyes, Deon Myers, and their n had already left the Manor.
Many n in black were concealed in the shadows, unnoticed by the children. After Noah Reyes and his n departed, it suddenly seed to the two boys that the exceptionally large Manor had beco deserted. No, not entirely deserted; there were three people left—the two of them, and Florence Ford.
Hearing the sound of cars, Florence Ford walked out of her residence.
Her father had also left.
He hadn't even told her what mission he was on, but Florence Ford, who had grown up in the perilous environnt of the Blazing Fla Sect, wasn't afraid.
"Why has everyone taken off?" Jimmy Horne muttered.
"Sothing must have happened. The Master has gone out, so it's probably sothing serious," Florence Ford replied, sounding as if she knew everything, her voice as lodious as a warbler's song.
Jimmy Horne glanced at her and asked, "You know?"
This ti, his tone was much better.
"Just guessing. Because the Master went out."
The Young Master finally said sothing nice to ! Florence Ford was very happy.
"Master? Why do you call that uncle 'Master'?" Jimmy Horne had wanted to ask this for a long ti.
Here, all he ever hears is 'Master' this and 'Young Master' that.
"Young Master, you can't call the Master 'uncle.' The Master is your father," Florence Ford corrected him seriously.
Jimmy Horne rolled his eyes.
I can't communicate with her at all. It's like she's from a different world than us.
This ti, Ivan Horne said nothing and simply walked into the house.
Jimmy Horne didn't know what he was going in to do but followed him anyway.
Florence Ford followed them to the doorway and stopped.
Even if the adults aren't here, I can't disobey Father's orders. Without the Master's permission, I cannot take a single step into the house. As a mber and descendant of the Blazing Fla Sect, I must abide by the rules.
It could be said that the Blazing Fla Sect was truly like an ancient imperial palace; its mbers strictly adhered to protocol, with everything revolving around the Master and the Young Master. This also revealed sothing about the Reyes Family. Originating from Syrena, and thus more familiar with ancient feudal systems, they had established rules quite out of sync with the modern world.
Once inside, Ivan Horne found the telephone and called Glades Horne. When Glades answered, Ivan said in his childlike voice, "Daddy, Billy and I are in this big house, and we can't get ho. That uncle left, and I don't know where he went. Can you co and pick Billy and up and take us ho?"
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