NovelEnglishChapter 1383: Sean paused for a moment, his eyes briefly closed, then he spoke in a soft tone. "Before we head out, I could use your help." They had just wrapped up discussing tomorrow's plans, with everyone committing to lend a hand.
"Don't worry, we're all dependable," Duncan declared, thumping his chest. Given his rough and rugged look, it was hard to picture him in such sentimental scenes.
However, Sean had no intention of scrambling to find help at the last minute. A few close friends were all he needed. He had been planning this scene meticulously for quite stime, and it was finally ready to unfold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had mulled over the timing, deciding that after a fun-filled day would make the moment even more striking. Soaking in the hot springs was relaxing, and their conversation was enjoyable, but lingering too long wasn't an option. Once the staff member at the entrance cto notify them, all, men and women alike, were dressed and primed to leave.
With his plan clear in his mind, Sean felt a rush of emotion upon seeing Norah. He approached, took her hand, and intertwined their fingers tightly.
Norah gave him a playful glance, teasing, "We were only apart for a moment. Why so clingy?" But she couldn't deny that she enjoyed it. Keeping a slight distance seemed to fortify their connection. Susanna, gripping Phillip's hand, led the way ahead. "I'm famished after the hot springs. Let's go eat first." more updates in galAlyssa concurred, "Yes, my stomach is definitely growling." Joanna quickly piped up, "Countin." As they conversed, the sun set in the west, elongating their shadows on the ground.
Meanwhile, at the Scott family residence, Matteo, clad in his formal wear, meticulously inspected the gift he had prepared before departing. He had received an unexpected invitation from Waldo, so he chose a thoughtful gift and readied himself for the visit.
In the calligraphy community, Waldo was highly esteemed. Beyond his dedication to calligraphy, he had no other pursuits and had increasingly withdrawn from public view as he aged.
Matteo, a novice in calligraphy, had long regarded Waldo as a potential mentor.
Unexpectedly, through his future daughter-in-law's connections, he now had the opportunity to meet Waldo. Waldo's residence was unassuming, featuring a quaint courtyard and a large tree that shaded a lounge chair. Upon Matteo's arrival, Waldo was reclining on the chair, engrossed in a book. Beside him on a table were a teapot and cup, alongside a birdcage containing a black parrot.
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"Hello," Waldo said, slowly rising and walking over to the table to set down his book His tone was even. "Please, take a seat." Dressed in a crisp white suit and with hair as white as snow, he exuded a composed yet vibrant aura.
Despite his engagements with Sacredice's personnel andencounters with many influential figures, Matteo maintained a respectful demeanor towards Waldo.
"Good day, Mr. Blake. My nis Matteo Scott. Here is a gifti've m prepared for you. I hope you will accept it."
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