Chapter 117 Kenley's Scheme
Chapter 117 Kenley's Scheme
Chapter 117 Kenley's Scheme
Kenley denied it firmly, but her eyes flickered and she immediately said pitifully, "I brought breakfast for you and wanted to call you to have breakfast, but I was afraid of waking you up. I didn't expect you to use the alarm clock to hit me."
As she spoke, Asher's voice came from outside.
"Why are you making noise so early?"
Asher also looked like he hadn't slept well, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes.
When he saw Kenley, he was a little surprised.
"Kenley? Why are you here?"
Kenley walked over sheepishly, "Sorry, Asher. I brought breakfast to Anna and woke you up, didn't I?"
After he saw her pitiful look, Asher's anger dissipated somewhat.
"It's alright, you've been sick these few days, and there's no need to..."
Suddenly he noticed the red mark on her forehead, "What happened to you?"
Kenley burst into tears and discreetly glanced at Elianna who was on the bed.
"Anna accidentally hit me with the alarm clock."
"Accidentally? How can it be accidental?"
"Elianna, what's going on?"
Elianna rubbed her forehead and knew that she couldn't sleep any more.
She got out of bed, "She appeared in my room at an inappropriate time, and I thought she was a ghost, so I threw the alarm clock at her."
"What do you mean by 'an inappropriate time'! Isn't Kenley's visit a regular occurrence..."
"Yes."
Elianna interrupted calmly, "Her visits and sleeping here are both regular occurrences and it's my fault for forgetting this."
After scanning their faces, her tone turned sarcastic, "Do you need me to make some room for you, or do you want to go to the master bedroom like last time?"
After hearing that, Asher's anger suddenly subsided in a strange way.
He still remembered his accusation against Elianna last night and those words today felt particularly unpleasant.
Compared to Elianna, he crossed the line farther.
He remained silent, watching Elianna put up her hair with a hair clip on the bedside table while wearing silk pajamas.
When she lifted her hand, a section of her snowy white wrist was exposed, her long hair twisted twice in her hand before being secured behind her head, and every movement carried an indescribable allure.
Perhaps it was the recent events that made him start to view Elianna differently, but he suddenly realized that she was not as lacking in femininity as he had thought.
She even had a certain charm that Kenley didn't possess.
Kenley had been waiting for Asher to defend her, but after waiting for a long time, she turned her head and found that he was staring at Elianna with infatuation.
The alarm bell rang loudly and she quickly latched onto Asher's arm in an attempt to regain his attention.
"Asher, it's nothing serious and don't blame Anna. Let's go downstairs for breakfast."
Asher didn't refuse and gave a deep look at Elianna before following Kenley downstairs. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.
After they left, Elianna went to get her phone which was charging.
Only then did she notice that her phone charger had been unplugged and moved from where she had placed it last night.
She looked thoughtful as she stared at the open door. Did Kenley come to check her phone?
She had thought that Kenley would immediately expose her to the Larsen family after obtaining the painting, but it had been almost a week and there had been no movement from her.
She thought that the possibility that Kenley suddenly decided to spare her was almost zero. She probably wanted to make a big move and completely replace her by using her.
Fortunately, she changed her phone password frequently, and the messages were all deleted as soon as she finished reading them, so even if Kenley really managed to unlock it, she wouldn't find anything.
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When Elianna finished getting ready and went downstairs, Asher and Kenley had already left.
It was close to 9 o'clock.
Today she was going back to the Gentry family to report to Mrs. Gentry. She picked a few gifts before setting off.
In the Gentry family.
Unlike usual, Elianna only realized that there was a guest besides Mrs. Gentry when she entered the house.