As soon as Albert Wilson said this, his thoughts once again became clouded. Why was it that he could never bring himself to hate her with a deep, burning resentment? He tried to comfort himself, telling himself that because the Lancaster family treated her like an enemy, she unknowingly ended up standing on the same side as him. With this thought, the expression on his face softened considerably.
"No need, I can manage on my own..."
Cynthia turned her head, avoiding the concerned look in his eyes. His tenderness confused her, but before she could dwell on it, he firmly grabbed her and ordered Jim nearby.
"Jim, take her back to the house."
She didn't refuse again. She had no strength to argue, so she followed Jim and left. At the Wilson family's mansion, the ever-busy butler had clearly been notified in advance and had already prepared a large spread of food.
