"Alright, the servants will bring up so coffee soon. You better go down quickly; if you continue to neglect the guests like this, I’ll go down with you."
Adam Jones reluctantly left only when he heard that Elly Campbell would go downstairs with him.
He had just walked a few steps out of the bedroom when he heard a voice filled with happiness behind him, "Cousin."
Adam Jones looked up at the sound and saw the girl briskly approaching him. She called out again, "Cousin, what a coincidence, you’re here too."
The person who ca was Jasmine Churchill.
Adam Jones had no fondness for the Churchill Family, and if it hadn’t been out of respect for the Old Lady, the Jones Family would never have invited them to the child’s first birthday.
"What are you doing here?"
This was the second floor of the Jones residence, where there were only studies and bedrooms.
And the banquet hall of the Jones Family was next door; there was no way to mistakenly wander here.
Jasmine Churchill, seeing Adam Jones’s unfriendly expression, felt sowhat uneasy.
She bit her lower lip, carefully starting, "I... I had a bit too much to drink just now, feeling a little unwell, I wanted to rest for a while."
Her voice was very low, as if afraid of angering Adam Jones.
"There are places to rest in the banquet hall; there is no need to go so far out of your way."
Adam Jones did not want to engage in further conversation and stepped downstairs.
Jasmine Churchill was not foolish; she could decipher the hidden aning in Adam Jones’s words.
In a grand household like the Jones, hosting guests usually happens in many different places within the ho.
Specific banquet halls would have special resting areas arranged for guests; this was common knowledge.
Nobody would be so rude as to rest in the main bedrooms without the host’s permission.
Jasmine Churchill’s face turned pale, feeling that her supposedly clever move turned out to be counterproductive.
Her cousin would surely guess that she had co here on purpose.
Watching Adam Jones’s retreating figure, not looking back, Jasmine Churchill bit her lip harder, not daring to linger any longer, and followed him.
After taking a few steps, she saw the servants coming with the coffee.
Without asking, she knew the coffee was prepared for soone specific.
Jasmine Churchill initially did not dare to stay in the sa spot, having been noticed by Adam Jones for having inappropriate thoughts.
But seeing the servant bringing the coffee for Elly Campbell, she changed her mind.
She stepped forward to intercept the servant, asking, "Is this for my cousin’s wife?"
The servant recognized Jasmine Churchill, knew she was the Old Lady’s grandniece, and naturally did not dare to slight her.
Upon being asked, she nodded, "Yes, this is the coffee prepared for the Young Miss."
"Give it to , I’ll take it to my cousin’s wife."
"But..."
"I still have sothing to say to my cousin’s wife, you go on and attend to your other tasks."
The servant would not think too much, seeing Jasmine Churchill volunteering to help, she did not want to refuse, and thus handed over the coffee.
"Thank you, Miss Churchill."
"It’s no trouble at all."
Jasmine Churchill smiled sweetly and took the tray.
At this mont, within the master bedroom, Elly Campbell had not fallen asleep; her head was just a little dizzy. She was lying on her side on the bed, eyes slightly closed, hand rubbing her temple, trying to ease the throbbing pain.
The door of the bedroom opened at this mont. Elly Campbell, thinking it was a servant, did not move, rely saying:
"Just leave it."
Footsteps approached the side of her bed, placing the tray on the bedside table, but not intending to leave.
Elly Campbell was puzzled and before she could fully open her eyes, she heard a "Sister Elly" resounding in front of her.
Elly Campbell, sowhat confused, looked up to see it was Jasmine Churchill.
"How co it’s you?"
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