Chapter 265
Tarquin hadn’t instructed Lowell to park the car just anywhere; instead, he had him navigate a narrow path, take a turn, and halt at a secluded cliff side.
Nestled on the edge of the cliff was an ancient-looking oak, beneath which sat a stone table flanked by several stone benches, the area awash with a vibrant array of flowers and greenery.
The view was breathtaking, capturing Elysia’s attention instantly. As soon as the car stopped, she couldn’t help but push open the door and step out. The mixed scent of flowers and earth hit her, refreshing and invigorating.
A waterfall cascaded down the cliff in the distance, with a lawn and pebbles underfoot, surrounded by blooms in full glory — a true beauty.
Winter’s chill usually meant only the hardiest of flowers, like winter jasmine, could bloom.
So, the sight of these flowers swaying in the breeze was a delightful surprise to Elysia.
“How come these flowers are blooming in this season? Are they specially cultivated? Is someone taking care of them? What place is this p>
Lowell was about to respond, but a glance at Tarquin, who remained silent, made him hold back. Instead, he simply said, “This place has the perfect ambiance for a break, Ms. Thorne. You can wait for us here p>
Prepared on the stone table was a grill, sizzling with treats like sweet potatoes, oranges, corn, peanuts, and chestnuts.
At the center was a small coffee pot, its aroma filling the air, while the stone benches were adorned with cushy blankets.
It was evident that everything had been prepared in advance, especially for her.
Elysia was touched, “Thank you, Lowell. This is so thoughtful p>
Lowell, taken aback, quickly corrected her, “You’re thanking the wrong person. He arranged all of this. I’m just a simpleton, not nearly as thoughtful as he is p>
This revelation took Elysia by surprise, and she glanced at Tarquin.
Tarquin, however, just gave her a stern look.
Elysia was baffled. “Him, thoughtful p>
Even Elliot found it unexpected. He hadn’t imagined Tarquin would go to the lengths of preparing a grill and snacks for his mom.
He softened his gaze towards Tarquin, the resistance fading a bit.
A gust of wind stirred, causing the wind chimes to tinkle melodiously.
Elliot’s gaze shifted to Tarquin, suspicion narrowing his eyes.
“Elijah, let’s go,” called Tarquin.
Elysia, her attention now on them, asked, “Are you leaving p>
Tarquin remained silent, but Elliot nodded reassuringly at her, “I’ll be back soon p>
Elysia’s brow furrowed with worry.
Elliot leaned in, whispering something that made her eyes sparkle.
“Really p>
He nodded earnestly, “Just wait for me here p>
“Okay p>
Elysia nodded eagerly, like an obedient child.
Elliot flashed her a discreet smile before following Tarquin away. He wasn’t worried about her safety; Tarquin had made sure to station guards all around.
Today, Tarquin had not only prepared a cozy setup for Elysia but also ensured her protection, which made Elliot regard him more favorably.