Chapter 594
It definitely wasn’t going to work. Sure, she might be a bit of a penny-pincher, but she had her principles. Money couldn’t smooth this over! What about roping in Elliot, Evan, and Emmett to talk some sense into her? Even worse! If Elliot, Evan, and Emmett caught wind of this, they’d probably go ballistic!
If only Elijah were awake, getting him to sweet-talk her might actually stand a chance.
Tarquin was nursing a headache. He should have known better than to sneak in through the window tonight! He’d rather toss and turn all night than deal with this mess!
Just as he was at a loss, the doorbell chimed, “Ms. Thorne, are you asleep p>
It was Benjamin’s voice.
Tarquin scowled, visibly annoyed. Coming around this late to see Elysia, didn’t he know to keep a distance p>
He drained his bottle of water in one go and tossed it into the bin with perfect aim.
With a frosty demeanor, he strode to the door and opened it, asking Benjamin in a none-too-pleased tone, “What do you want with her at this hour?” Benjamin was taken aback, “When did you get back p>
Tarquin had headed straight to Elysia’s place upon his return, unbeknownst to Benjamin. Without offering any explanation and blocking the doorway, clearly not intending to let him in, Tarquin pressed, “What do you want with her, exactly p>
Tarquin’s expression shifted, “Is there a problem with the report p>
“I couldn’t spot anything amiss, but better safe than sorry, right? Better have Ms. Thorne check it out, she’s sharper than I am p>
Benjamin was puzzled, “She’s asleep? Then why are you still in her room? What are you doing there p>
Tarquin, still unyielding, frowned and warned coldly, “Don’t come looking for her late at night again! You might not mind the gossip, but she does. She’s not as thick-skinned as you. If it’s urgent, come to me first, and I’ll relay the message p>
After shutting the door with that, Tarquin took the report inside.
Benjamin was baffled: p>
So, it’s scandalous for him to visit Elysia late at night, but not for Tarquin? Isn’t he a man too? Shouldn’t he avoid giving the wrong impression? So domineering. To those not in the know, they might assume he was Elysia’s husband!
Grumbling to himself internally but knowing Tarquin wouldn’t harm Elysia, Benjamin didn’t overthink it and turned to leave.
Yet, before he could get far, Tarquin called him back, “Actually, better you give it to her p>
“Huh? Why? You just said p>
“Quit yapping, get inside p>
Now Benjamin was utterly confused, still trying to figure out Tarquin’s angle when the man was already knocking on the inner door, “Elysia, could you come out for a moment p>
The way Tarquin’s voice softened when addressing Elysia was a stark contrast to his earlier tone with Benjamin-it was so gentle it could almost squeeze out droplets of honey! Talk about playing favorites!
Inside, Elysia was cocooned within her blankets, having transformed herself into a human pupa. As soon as she had come in, she hurriedly dressed in a camisole and a long robe for a semblance of security before diving into bed. Frustrated and embarrassed was an understatement!
She had cursed him out in her mind a thousand times over! Calling him every name under the sun, every insult she could think of had been directed at him!
Hearing his voice only fanned the flames of her anger. She was about to tell him off when she heard him mention, “Elijah’s lab results are in. Benjamin just brought them over, says he can’t make heads or tails of it, wants you to have a look p>
Benjamin: p>
Before he could object, Tarquin shot him a silencing glare.