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Ruby Gregory struggled inwardly for a mont, then finally decided to give it a try and tentatively asked, “Mrs. Taylor, how did you know that he doesn’t want to leave?”
At Ruby’s question, surprise flashed in Mrs. Taylor’s eyes. “Ms. Gregory, you’ve been close to Mr. Steve for so many years. Can’t you see this yourself?”
Ruby didn’t know how to respond to Mrs. Taylor’s question. A faint blush spread across her face as she looked at Mrs. Taylor, lips tightly pressed together, and remained silent.
Mrs. Taylor’s eyes widened with deeper shock. “Ms. Gregory, didn’t you notice anything off about Mr. Steve just now?”
Ruby furrowed her brow and tilted her head, recalling her conversation with Steve Burton when she just ca downstairs. Shaking her head gently, she replied, “No, I didn’t.”
Seeing Ruby’s reaction, Mrs. Taylor beca increasingly anxious. “Seriously, you didn’t notice anything strange?”
Ruby thought about it but still couldn’t see any anomaly in Steve’s behavior during their conversation; his deanor remained aloof and indifferent. He seed preoccupied with his reports and TV show and showed no signs of anger or outbursts. She stared at Mrs. Taylor, biting her lower lip, and shook her head again slowly.
Mrs. Taylor grew concerned when Ruby didn’t seem to understand her point. Out of patience, she spoke more bluntly: “Ms. Gregory, Mr. Steve was fine watching TV and checking his reports. But when you said you wanted to go ho, he suddenly turned off the TV, tossed aside his reports, and left. Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”
“Didn’t he just get tired from looking at the reports and wanted to take a break?” Ruby hesitated, voicing the thought in her mind. Besides, his reaction looked more like he was ignoring her. How did that relate to him not wanting her to leave?
Mrs. Taylor felt a touch of despair at Ruby’s misunderstanding: “You usually co across as such a clever and quick-witted girl. Why do you suddenly beco as dull as a bumpkin when it cos to this matter? You don’t seem to grasp anything I’ve been trying to say.”
Ruby’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Mrs. Taylor. No one had ever called her dull before.
Mrs. Taylor took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and continued, a few tones harsher: “It’s very clear that Mr. Steve’s reaction was in response to your ntion of leaving. As soon as you brought it up, how could soone as prideful as Mr. Steve openly ask you to stay?”
Ruby turned her head and looked through the sparkling clean French windows at Steve, who was standing by the poolside.
The man gazed straight into the distance, the bright sunlight illuminating his figure, offsetting the cold, unwelcoming aura he always seed to carry..
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