Clearly, William Campbell was very happy to see Adam Jones. He bounded down from upstairs and jumped right onto Adam.
Feeling the warmth in his heart from his son’s happiness at seeing him, Adam hugged his son and, gripping his little behind, boosted him up, "You’ve gotten heavier."
"Auntie cooks me yummy food every day."
Lil’ William answered, clinging to Adam’s neck, his voice babyish and sweet.
Upon hearing William praise Adam, Lynn Clark’s face lit up with joy, but when she looked at Adam, she saw that he still didn’t glance her way. He just kept chatting and laughing with his son while sitting down next to Elly Campbell.
Lynn’s smile stiffened on her lips, and she didn’t make a sound for a long time, apparently lost in thought.
"Lynn, why are you standing? Sit down and eat."
In the Campbell home, besides her and her son, only Lynn was present, so, during meals, Elly always had Lynn join them.
Lynn came to her senses and carefully sat down in the seat opposite Adam, her gaze involuntarily drifting toward him from time to time.
But Adam was only focused on interacting with his son, and from time to time, he would even serve food to Elly’s plate. He completely ignored Lynn’s side.
Elly couldn’t figure out why Adam had become so attentive, even serving her food at the dinner table. She guessed it was probably an attempt to show off a good father image in front of his son.
She sneered silently, not exposing him verbally. Having a free servant to cater to her was the last thing she would complain about.
When she lifted her gaze to serve herself some food, it unintentionally swept over Lynn, who was sitting opposite Adam. Lynn was eating gracefully, mouthful by mouthful. Though she was usually quiet and well-mannered during meals, her actions now seemed particularly deliberate, as if she were strenuously trying to present an elegant demeanor.
Elly could guess what was on Lynn’s mind, and with a sigh in her heart, she shook her head; after all, Lynn was still a young girl who had just stepped into society, easily infatuated with Adam at a mere glance.
Little did she know that getting involved with a man like Adam might one day cost her everything, leaving her not even realizing that she’d been devoured whole.
After the meal, Adam, using the pretext of spending time with his son, insisted on staying. Elly couldn’t send him away and didn’t want to start a quarrel with Adam in front of their son, so she relented.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, she had Lynn help her upstairs to take a bath.
"Madam, the bathwater is ready."
Lynn carefully assisted Elly to the side of the bathtub and helped her sit down.
"Madam, you mustn’t get your foot wet. Please be careful."
"I know, you can go out now."
Lynn nodded her head and turned to leave, but Elly called her back, "Lynn."
"A man like Adam Jones is too dangerous. You’ve just started out in society; don’t mess with him carelessly, or you’ll regret it one day."
Elly sat in the bathtub, rubbing foam onto her body while speaking to Lynn.
Lynn was startled by Elly’s words, and even with blush applied, the paleness of her face was quite apparent.
Elly was at that moment lowering her gaze, lathering her body with foam, making it difficult for Lynn to discern her expression. Whether this crisp, clear warning was meant as a caution for her was unknown.
"Ma... Madam, what are you talking about? What relationship do I have with President Jones?"
Elly looked at her and sighed, "Lynn, you’ve taken care of William for such a long time, and I don’t want you to lose your way. If you’re willing to listen, then listen; if you aren’t, that’s up to you. I won’t interfere with your personal life."