Regarding Leonard's arrangements, the butler wasn't sure. But when he saw his young master take off his sunglasses with a very serious expression on his face, he did not dare to ask more.
After the butler left, Leonard looked towards the elevator, but then descended the stairs to his study on the second floor.
...
In the master bedroom, Mellisa sat on the chair beside the bed. Looking at the butler who was rubbing his hands with an embarrassed expression, her eyes were much calmer. "Did he let you do this?"
The butler nodded again and again. "Son, let me ask you, did you disappoint the young master? Otherwise, why should he go to the study to eat?"
Mellisa didn't know, and at the same time, she was confused.
Obviously before she went to see the Patriarch, everything was still very harmonious.
Even though they have vaguely discovered each other's identity, they have not violated the status quo in any way.
It had only been half an hour, and Leonard had suddenly become out of character, which made it very difficult for Mellisa's heart to calm down.
She looked down at the food on the dining cart, bit the corner of her mouth, and stood up saying. "I will send it there with you."
"No, the young master doesn't look good right now. I'd better go and bring it myself."
The butler was busy sorting the food on the table, he then comforted Mellisa. "Don't worry, if it's not because of you, maybe the Patriarch said something to him. First of all, I will deliver this breakfast to the young master. Later I will tell you what really happened!"
Mellisa couldn't help but want to meet him.
But when the butler pushed the dining cart and put Melissa's breakfast on the bedside table, Mellisa had absolutely no appetite.
Did Leonhart say something to Leonard?!
Or did the two of them staying in the tent last night anger his father?!
Mellisa couldn't think of a reason as she looked at her breakfast coldly, then got up and walked to the balcony.
She sat alone in a chair, squinting at the sky surrounded by thin clouds.
Today's weather doesn't seem good enough, and as soon as the sun rises, the clouds begin to overshadow.
Meanwhile, when the butler pushed the dining cart into the study, he smelled a pungent smell of smoke as soon as he entered the door.
The décor in this study is dark gray, the curtains are only half open, and the whole room somehow carries an air of depression.
The butler pushed the dining cart to the table and turned his gaze to see Leonard's figure standing by the window. "Master, what is wrong with you…?"
"It's okay, you can go out first."
Leonard didn't turn around, his tone was light.
Hearing his voice, the butler tried to guess for a few seconds, and then leaned forward. "Sir, it's not good to smoke before eating. I've left him in the master bedroom along with his breakfast, but… he seems to have a bad appetite. He didn't touch his food when I left."
Leonard's fingertips trembled. "Stay with him and tell him to eat, I'll go upstairs when my work is done."
The old butler was confused and muttered, "Young Master, why don't you eat with him?"
The small room was quiet, and the butler was silent in response.
Seeing that Leonard didn't want to say more, he hesitated for a moment, and left the study with a sigh as he walked.
The door behind him gently closed, Leonard still condensing his brows and smoking a cigarette. A few minutes later, he took his cell phone out of his trouser pocket and made a call.
When the other party connected, he spoke in a deep voice, "Jean, it's me."
At that moment, Jean, who was far away in Surabaya, stared at Lilia on the opposite side.
Lilia also answered the phone, and… it was Mellisa.
Jean held the phone with one hand, and asked jokingly, "Why are you suddenly calling me, something happened?"
Lilia sat across the dining table and heard a movement. She raised her eyes and looked into the man's eyes.
She covered the receiver with one hand, caught Jean's gaze, then leaned against the table and asked in a voice. "Brother-in-law?"
The man pursed his lips and nodded slowly.
Seeing this, Lilia's beautiful eyes were filled with mischief for a moment. She pointed to her cell phone. "Let me talk to Sister Mellisa first."
Jean nodded slightly, and he got up and went into the living room.
On the phone, Leonard heard the man's question. He sighed in silence for a moment, and then asked, "Have you received the file I sent earlier?"
Jean pursed his lips and smiled, he then answered, "I've received it. Once all the information is collected, it will be sent directly to your email."
"Thank you."
"You only called me just for this matter?" Jean said jokingly.
Leonard was silent. "One more thing, I want to ask you for advice!"
The word "advice" made Jean raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Let's hear it!"
Leonard licked his teeth. He took another cigarette case, took a bite of the cigarette and lit it, then asked vaguely, "Did you have a fight with Lilia?"
Jean shook his head calmly when he heard this. "No, are you having a fight?"
Leonard exhaled smoke, looking out the window with blurry eyes. "This isn't a fight. Have you ever done anything without telling Lilia before?"
The man pondered for a few seconds and gave his answer.
"How did she react when she found out? Was she mad at you? How did you deal with it?"
Leonard's tone immediately became worried when he heard Jean's answer.
"Even though I told her my real intention, this is different from your situation." The man's tone was slightly joking. "You're asking me this, is it because Mellisa has discovered your trick?"
Leonard furrowed his brows anxiously. "She may or may not have found it, but I want to confess everything to her. If it was you, would you admit it or not?"
Oh, I see!
Jean heard Leonard's nervousness. He got up and closed the door, then opened the side window, and took a cigarette out of his pocket. "Don't you believe in Mellisa?"
The man lit a cigarette, and when he exhaled the white smoke, a faint smile must have appeared in his eyes.
"A lot...." Leonard said frankly. "A lot of things have happened lately. I keep thinking about Mellisa, but I don't know what she's thinking. If I speak directly, I'm afraid I'll scare her. You also know that this charade of mine brought her to Bandung. If she's gone again this time, I don't know if I can live!"
This was the biggest worry in Leonard's heart.
At this moment, Jean leaned back in the chair, folded his legs, and flicked the soot with a pleasant expression. "Why are you hesitating now? She entered the Adler's house only to meet you while taking all kinds of risks. And you still don't know what she's thinking?"
Leonard's expression was shocked, the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the floor in an instant. "You mean…"
"Alright listen.. If Mellisa still insists on leaving after learning the truth, Lilia and I will be responsible for bringing her back to you. How about it?"
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