Chapter 722 Grandpa

Along the way, everyone in the car remained silent. After Hester tried to talk to no avail, she fell asleep deeply. Maybe she had been kidnapped once, so she was adept at it.

Hester was groggy along the way, and she didn't know how long it had passed. She felt that someone pushed her arm and woke up slowly.

"Miss Hester, you are awake."

Standing in front of him was a man with grey hair and a black robe. He didn't fit in with the current society, as if he had traveled through ancient times.

"Well, who are you?"

The man smiled gently, and the robe made him look more extraordinary. He opened the car and raised his hand to protect her head from being hit.

"Miss Hester, please come in!"

Hester nodded, forcing a smile. She took a deep breath and got out of the car. Looking at the house in front of her, she was silent.

She raised her hand and gently pinched her cheek. Only when she felt the pain did she realize that she was not dreaming.

"Excuse me, why did you ask me to come here?"

The man nodded and stood aside with a smile. "Miss Hester, please!"

Facing such a polite kidnapper, Hester was relaxed. With a strange sense of intimacy, she slowly walked into the house and saw ancient buildings.

After passing through the corridor, there was a small lake. In the center of the lake was a pavilion. It seemed that there was a person, but it was too far away, so it was not very clear.

"The master has been waiting for Miss Hester for a long time. Please go there quickly!"

Hester clasped her hands and nodded slightly. With a trace of hesitation, she slowly walked over. As they got closer and closer, the person in the pavilion became clearer and clearer.

Her heart beat faster and faster. Somehow, the man in front of her made her feel a faint sense of intimacy.

"Here you are."

A calm voice sounded. The old man slowly opened his eyes. A ray of light appeared and soon disappeared. Holding the inheri

ke Rosemary. There was a strong heart hidden under her delicate appearance. It was rare not to be noticed.

"Hardy, I'm fine!"

With a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, Edmund's cold face softened, and there was a trace of tenderness in his cold eyes. He raised his hand and patted the chair beside him, indicating her to sit next to him.

"Come and sit here!"

Cautiously looking at the person in front of her, Hester was on high alert. She moved her feet slightly and shrank back slightly. She couldn't let go of the vicious debt collectors.

Her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, and she temporarily maintained calm because of the pain.

"I only have a little money with me now. If it's not enough, I'll think of another way. I have something to deal with now. Can I leave now?"

On the other side, the old butler couldn't rest assured after he left the pavilion. Seeing Hester's temperament was the same as Miss Rosemary's, if they quarreled, how could the master hold on?

Thinking of this, he hurried back to his room and dialed Leo's number.

"Hester, come and sit!"

With a cold face, Edmund felt his heart stung and unbearable when he heard that she was leaving.

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood now. I just want to leave here!"

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"