Raina knocked on the door of the room, but after a long while, there was no response.
She gently pushed the door open and walked in; the sound of running water continued to come from the bathroom.
Elias Hawthorne was taking a shower.
In her mind flashed his extraordinarily handsome face, his tall, lean figure, broad shoulders and narrow hips; standing under the showerhead, crystal-clear droplets slid down his honey-colored skin...
Such vivid sensuality, such earthly beauty...
Raina quickly covered her nose and shook her head vigorously. It was too overwhelming; she was almost getting a nosebleed. She should leave quickly, or else she might commit the mistake that all women might make.
Just after she set down the cup of milk, Raina saw a dark shadow crouching outside the window.
Raina’s heart tightened, and she rushed over without hesitation.
However, when she reached the balcony, the shadow was already gone; the only thing she could see was the nearby tree swaying in the wind.
Raina checked again but still found nothing. She couldn’t help but worry; a man like Elias Hawthorne has lived under the envy, admiration, and ill intentions of others since birth.
At that moment, she heard a click, and the bathroom door was opened.
Elias Hawthorne came out casually draped in a bathrobe, holding a dry towel to wipe his hair. As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he sharply sensed something amiss. He turned his head abruptly, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
His handsome face was full of coldness, disturbed by the interruption of an unwanted guest.
When he saw clearly who was in the room, his handsome brows furrowed: "What are you doing here?"
Raina’s eyes practically glued themselves to Elias Hawthorne.
She genuinely felt her imagination was too limited; no matter how much she imagined, it wouldn’t compare to the real, vibrant beauty before her.
What a deadly attractive man.
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The more she thought, the more her blood throbbed, even her nose bled embarrassingly.
Raina hurriedly chanted the Heart Clarity Spell repeatedly in her mind.
Realizing Elias Hawthorne’s cold gaze on her, she quickly said, "Don’t misunderstand. Auntie Warren told me to bring you milk; I’m just a runner."
"Milk?" Elias Hawthorne’s lips curved slightly with a mocking angle.
Seeing the man’s gaze linger on her empty hands, Raina felt the need to explain: "I just put down the milk and was ready to leave when I noticed a dark shadow outside the window, so I rushed over to check."
"That’s a pretty good excuse."
"It’s not an excuse; there really was a shadow outside." Raina frowned, "Elias Hawthorne, if I were you, I’d immediately arrange for your subordinates to thoroughly investigate. You should know that everyone living in The Hawthorne Manor is crucial to you; arrogance will only cost you dearly."
Elias Hawthorne studied her for a while and said, "You’re right."
Readily, he picked up his phone to notify the security team to investigate.
Raina was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Elias Hawthorne spoke again: "There’s a question I’m actually very curious about. I wonder if Miss North can explain it."
Raina casually agreed, "Go ahead."
Elias Hawthorne put aside the towel he was using to dry his hair and said calmly, "As a sheltered young lady, upon seeing a shadow outside the window, your first reaction should be to call for help or avoid danger, right? Why didn’t you hide but chose to approach it?"