"No wonder you even cook porridge and hangover soup." I thought of the ti I was drunk, and he "washed his hands to make soup" for .
"That’s nothing," Daniel Carter said casually.
Having chatted up to now, most of the doubts in my heart had been resolved, and I felt a sudden relief, light and joyful.
Daniel Carter noticed my relief and asked with a smile, "Now you don’t think our family is being nice to you just to dig out your heart, pull out your lungs, and draw your blood, do you?"
Embarrassed by his teasing, I blushed, "I’m sorry, I was being narrow-minded before."
"It’s okay as long as it’s clear now. I didn’t say anything before because I thought you had forgotten these things, and I didn’t want to bring them up. Besides, you were about to get married; if our family suddenly started treating you well for no apparent reason, it would have only caused you trouble and led your future family to misunderstand."
I was deeply touched, knowing that his thinking was always this thorough.
"In the end, you didn’t get married and ended up with a bunch of problems, so I told the family I wanted to help you—thus all the subsequent events."
I was so moved that I didn’t know what to say.
I had always harbored grudges, and even suspected their intentions, never considering that the seeds sown in my childhood would bear such "fruit" now.
After chatting about everything, I realized Daniel still had other guests to entertain and didn’t want to take up his ti any longer. So, I stood up and said with imnse gratitude, "Thank you and your family. In just this one month, you’ve helped so much. I’m truly grateful!"
"You’re welco; you saved my life, and that kindness is priceless." Daniel Carter stood up straight too, turned to , and asked, "Now, do you have any other questions?"
I thought about it and indeed had one more question.
"One last thing."
"Go ahead."
"I want to know how you ended up at my wedding with Adrian Gordon. I heard you went with an invitation from Young Master Yates."
Although this matter was in the past, I was still curious and wanted to hear his explanation while I had the chance.
Daniel Carter looked at quietly, the smile in his eyes not yet faded, shimring like stars.
"I knew you were getting married, and since you had saved my life twice, though you probably don’t rember that, I did, and I felt I should offer my blessings. It just so happened that Natalie was on a business trip those days and wasn’t in Fallhaven. He intended for a family mber to go and deliver a gift, so I said I had ti and could go in his place—so I did, bearing a generous gift. But who knew... things went awry, and you weren’t the bride at that wedding, so when I left, I took the gift money back."
"Ah?" I was as shocked as if my jaw had dropped, my expression frozen as I asked incredulously after a while, "Did you... really take back the gift money?"
"Yes," he nodded solemnly, "My kindness was ant for you alone; since you weren’t the bride, why should I waste money?"
I was curious, "How much did you actually give?"
"Not much, just 660,000, for good luck."
Oh my gosh!
"Thank goodness you took it back, or they would have gained for nothing!"
We both laughed heartily on the terrace, and Butler Cross followed the sound of laughter over, respectfully saying, "Second Master, the master and madam are calling you downstairs."
"Okay, I’ll be there in a bit," Daniel Carter replied.
I quickly said, "Go ahead and take care of your business. I’ll just stay here to avoid causing any more trouble for you."
Primarily, my identity is sensitive, there are too many rumors, and I don’t want to draw more attention.
Daniel Carter nodded, "I’ll have my sister co up to keep you company."
"No..." I was about to refuse when he had already left quickly with Butler Cross.
Not long after, lissa Chandler ca up with a sweet smile on her face.
"lissa, you really don’t need to keep company. Go entertain the other guests," I sincerely urged.
"Oh, I don’t like those noisy occasions either—they make my head spin," lissa Chandler waved her hand and instructed the server following her, "Just set it here."
The server arranged various desserts, a few dishes, and a bottle of red wine on the low table on the terrace.
"Lily Miller, sit down; you haven’t eaten much tonight, have you? Co eat sothing," lissa Chandler said as she sat down, inviting .
I had to sit down with her.
"lissa, you really fooled , helped out several tis, and I didn’t even know who you were," I complained on purpose.
lissa Chandler said, "Do good without asking for anything in return—that’s not sothing I learned from you, right? You see, you saved my brother’s life multiple tis and left quietly, hiding your contributions."
I couldn’t help but laugh.
The way she said it, it did seem that way.
"That ti at the hospital entrance, did you leave your brother at the hospital in order to take ho?" I asked curiously while eating.
"Oh, he could have let the driver pick him up, just had to wait a bit."
"What was wrong with him that day?"
"Nothing much, just the dry autumn weather, and he was staying up late working overti, got a nosebleed that wouldn’t stop. He made take him to the hospital early in the morning for a check-up."
I was shocked, "And the examination was all fine, right?"
"Of course, it was fine. He just doesn’t take care of himself when he’s busy, and he’s afraid Mom would scold him if she knew, so he didn’t dare to call the family doctor and snuck to the hospital instead."
"Yeah, I heard your mother ntion it, saying staying up all night is normal for him when he’s busy."
"Yes, and no one can keep him in check—it’s worrying," lissa Chandler muttered and suddenly looked at , "Lily Miller, you should keep an eye on my brother in the future! He’s not even thirty yet; he should take care of himself and not burn out young."
I blushed, not knowing where to look, "This... How does this concern , we’re not related..."
"You’re his lifesaver! Just tell him—Daniel Carter, your life is saved by , you have to listen to and take care of your health!"
lissa Chandler imitated such a commanding deanor, making find it amusing and vexing.
How could I, with my humble standing, possibly speak to Second Master Carter like that?
Seeing that I just smiled without saying anything, lissa Chandler got a bit serious and said, "Really, I’m not joking! You see, he’s rembered you for so many years, showing you’re different to him, so you should help keep an eye on him for us."
I just felt sothing was off with this statent, easy to cause misunderstandings, but I didn’t dare address it, so I just hedged, "As a friend, I can give him so advice."
"You must advise him a lot!"
"Mm-hmm..." I lowered my head to eat, not daring to respond further.
"Oh, right, there’s one more thing!" lissa Chandler suddenly set down her cutlery and looked at .
I looked up, "What is it? Go ahead."
"When I went abroad for a performance, I heard you tailored clothes for everyone in our family, but not for —not fair, you have to make it up to ," lissa Chandler said forcefully, but there was no hint of offense, instead, she made laugh.
"That’s easy! When you have ti, visit my studio, and you can pick from the collectibles there," I was eager to return so of the Carter Family’s many favors they’ve done for .
"No, I want you to make a tailor-made, one-of-a-kind piece."
"Alright, but I’ve been busy lately, so you’ll have to wait a while."
"It’s okay, I’m not in a hurry."
"Then when you’re free, co to my office and let know ahead of ti."
After finishing the al, I felt bad keeping lissa Chandler upstairs with , so I voluntarily suggested going down for a stroll.
Surprisingly, when I showed up again, those ladies and gentlen who had critical views of had all turned their attitudes around.
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