408 Finally, et Roland Gilwynn (1)
Scarlett followed Robert as they left the hall, taking an empty, dimly lit stone path that led them to the main house. She noticed several guards strategically positioned, blending into the surroundings. She guessed that they must be royal guards.
"Grandpa, where are you taking ?" Walking behind Robert, Scarlett couldn't contain her curiosity and had to ask him.
Suddenly, Robert stopped in his tracks and turned around to face Scarlett. His gaze darted around as if checking for any prying eyes or ears.
Once he was certain they were alone, he spoke in a calm voice, "Listen, I want you to et soone. I..." His words trailed off, his hesitation apparent, worried that soone might overhear.
He is also afraid that Scarlett would be overwheld by the information he intended to share, the possibility that Roland Gilwynn could be her father.
Observing the uncertainty in Robert's eyes, Scarlett couldn't help but smile.
"I know what you're trying to say, Grandpa," she said, causing his eyes to widen in shock. She leaned closer and whispered, "And you don't need to say it here, Grandpa... There are hidden guards all around us. This isn't the right place for this conversation. Let's go et that person."
Robert was completely astonished. He opened his mouth a few tis, but no words escaped his lips like all words make a U-turn down his throat.
'This girl is aware that she might be related to Roland...' He wonders. While observing Scarlett's expression, curious to know if she actually knew!?
"Grandpa, shall we?" she asked.
Snapping out of his trance, Robert cleared his throat and replied, "Sure! Let's go..." He led the way into the main house, eager to know if his hunch was correct.
Two guards dressed in black suits greeted Robert Lewis and conversed briefly with him. At the sa ti, Scarlett waited patiently behind, aware that Robert was likely explaining her identity as his granddaughter.
Soon after, the guards led the way, guiding them into the vast mansion. Scarlett and Robert silently walked down the corridor, trailing behind the guard who took a few steps ahead of them. Eventually, they stopped in front of a massive wooden door.
"Sir Lewis, please wait here. I will announce your arrival," the guard inford them. He proceeded to announce Robert Lewis's presence. Within seconds, the grand door swung open, revealing another guard donning the sa uniform, who granted them entry.
As they stepped inside, Scarlett could feel her heart fluttering with anticipation. She was about to co face to face with Roland Gilwynn, the man, possibly her biological father.
Her gaze imdiately locked onto the figure of a man casually dressed in a bright blue shirt and black trousers standing by the fireplace. rely looking at his back was enough to make her heart skip a beat.
Scarlett's expression froze instantly as the man slowly turned to face them. 'Roland Gilwynn!' She was left speechless as he bore an uncanny resemblance to herself. The overwhelming feeling of familiarity enveloped her.
It wasn't easy to put into words the emotions that surged within her, but one thing made Scarlett even more certain that this man was her father; the look in his eyes seed to reflect her own. It felt like she had known him for a decade, despite never having t him. How peculiar!
Trying her best to maintain composure, Scarlett stayed composed behind Robert, who exchanged warm greetings with Roland Gilwynn. Their interaction didn't resemble that of a doctor and patient; instead, they appeared to be old friends reuniting.
Scarlett shifted her attention to her surroundings, taking in the room. It was a ho office connected to a Victorian-style library dominated by wooden and leather furniture. Antique pieces adorned various corners, along with old paintings that are priceless and carry historical significance.
A sense of alertness washed over her as she noticed another guard hiding in a discreet location. Her gaze also caught a few CCTV caras in the room. She smiled faintly, realizing that this space was a highly secure area. Perhaps it was due to Simon Gilwynn's ho office, or maybe it was because Roland was in this place? She couldn't be certain!
"Scarlett," Robert called out to her, noticing she seed frozen. "Co here, say hello to Your Highness..." He offered her a gentle smile.
Scarlett snapped out of her trance. Her anxiety arose when she t Roland Gilwynn's gaze. She attempted to greet him with a slight bow, but no words escaped her lips. She was rendered speechless.
Roland, now aware of the young girl standing behind Robert, smiled politely and addressed her, "Nice to et you, miss..." His gaze then shifted to Robert, silently demanding an explanation.
"...Her na is Scarlett Piers. She is my granddaughter," Robert explained. As he took hold of Scarlett's hand and positioned her beside him, he couldn't help but notice the chilling coldness in her hands. Concern washed over him, fearing that this eting might be overwhelming for her.
'Is it too soon for them to et?' Robert wondered, feeling uneasy about the timing of this encounter. He questioned whether this was truly the right idea.
"Robert? You have a granddaughter?" Roland couldn't conceal his surprise. He was perplexed, as he knew Robert only had young grandchildren. This girl looked too old to be Robert's granddaughter and seed closer in age to Robert's youngest son, Francis.
Curious, Roland motioned for Robert to co closer. He whispered, "Is this your granddaughter from your first love!?" He raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on Robert.
Robert's laughter bood throughout the room upon hearing Roland's question.
"No, hahaha, definitely not," Robert Lewis shook his head. "Scarlett is a wonderful girl I have co to regard as my granddaughter. Well, I asked her to call 'Uncle,' but she always refused and insisted on calling 'Grandpa'..." A bittersweet smile adorned Robert's face as he looked at Scarlett, almost scolding her with his eyes for making himself feel even older.
Scarlett secretly gulped.
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