Chapter 56: Chapter 56

"No wonder you even cook porridge and hangover soup." I thought of the time I was drunk, and he "washed his hands to make soup" for me.

"That’s nothing," Daniel Carter said casually.

Having chatted up to now, most of the doubts in my heart had been resolved, and I felt a sudden relief, light and joyful.

Daniel Carter noticed my relief and asked with a smile, "Now you don’t think our family is being nice to you just to dig out your heart, pull out your lungs, and draw your blood, do you?"

Embarrassed by his teasing, I blushed, "I’m sorry, I was being narrow-minded before."

"It’s okay as long as it’s clear now. I didn’t say anything before because I thought you had forgotten these things, and I didn’t want to bring them up. Besides, you were about to get married; if our family suddenly started treating you well for no apparent reason, it would have only caused you trouble and led your future family to misunderstand."

I was deeply touched, knowing that his thinking was always this thorough.

"In the end, you didn’t get married and ended up with a bunch of problems, so I told the family I wanted to help you—thus all the subsequent events."

I was so moved that I didn’t know what to say.

I had always harbored grudges, and even suspected their intentions, never considering that the seeds sown in my childhood would bear such "fruit" now.

After chatting about everything, I realized Daniel still had other guests to entertain and didn’t want to take up his time any longer. So, I stood up and said with immense gratitude, "Thank you and your family. In just this one month, you’ve helped me so much. I’m truly grateful!"

"You’re welcome; you saved my life, and that kindness is priceless." Daniel Carter stood up straight too, turned to me, and asked, "Now, do you have any other questions?"

I thought about it and indeed had one more question.

"I want to know how you ended up at my wedding with Adrian Gordon. I heard you went with an invitation from Young Master Yates."

Although this matter was in the past, I was still curious and wanted to hear his explanation while I had the chance.

Daniel Carter looked at me quietly, the smile in his eyes not yet faded, shimmering like stars.

"I knew you were getting married, and since you had saved my life twice, though you probably don’t remember that, I did, and I felt I should offer my blessings. It just so happened that Natalie was on a business trip those days and wasn’t in Fallhaven. He intended for a family member to go and deliver a gift, so I said I had time and could go in his place—so I did, bearing a generous gift. But who knew... things went awry, and you weren’t the bride at that wedding, so when I left, I took the gift money back."

"Ah?" I was as shocked as if my jaw had dropped, my expression frozen as I asked incredulously after a while, "Did you... really take back the gift money?"

"Yes," he nodded solemnly, "My kindness was meant for you alone; since you weren’t the bride, why should I waste money?"

I was curious, "How much did you actually give?"

"Not much, just 660,000, for good luck."

"Thank goodness you took it back, or they would have gained for nothing!"

We both laughed heartily on the terrace, and Butler Cross followed the sound of laughter over, respectfully saying, "Second Master, the master and madam are calling you downstairs."

"Okay, I’ll be there in a bit," Daniel Carter replied.

I quickly said, "Go ahead and take care of your business. I’ll just stay here to avoid causing any more trouble for you."

Primarily, my identity is sensitive, there are too many rumors, and I don’t want to draw more attention.

Daniel Carter nodded, "I’ll have my sister come up to keep you company."

"No..." I was about to refuse when he had already left quickly with Butler Cross.

Not long after, Melissa Chandler came up with a sweet smile on her face.

"Melissa, you really don’t need to keep me company. Go entertain the other guests," I sincerely urged.

"Oh, I don’t like those noisy occasions either—they make my head spin," Melissa Chandler waved her hand and instructed the server following her, "Just set it here."

The server arranged various desserts, a few dishes, and a bottle of red wine on the low table on the terrace.

"Lily Miller, sit down; you haven’t eaten much tonight, have you? Come eat something," Melissa Chandler said as she sat down, inviting me.

I had to sit down with her.

"Melissa, you really fooled me, helped me out several times, and I didn’t even know who you were," I complained on purpose.

Melissa Chandler said, "Do good without asking for anything in return—that’s not something I learned from you, right? You see, you saved my brother’s life multiple times and left quietly, hiding your contributions." Follow current novels on nοvelfire.net

I couldn’t help but laugh.

The way she said it, it did seem that way.

"That time at the hospital entrance, did you leave your brother at the hospital in order to take me home?" I asked curiously while eating.

"Oh, he could have let the driver pick him up, just had to wait a bit."

"What was wrong with him that day?"

"Nothing much, just the dry autumn weather, and he was staying up late working overtime, got a nosebleed that wouldn’t stop. He made me take him to the hospital early in the morning for a check-up."

I was shocked, "And the examination was all fine, right?"

"Of course, it was fine. He just doesn’t take care of himself when he’s busy, and he’s afraid Mom would scold him if she knew, so he didn’t dare to call the family doctor and snuck to the hospital instead."

"Yeah, I heard your mother mention it, saying staying up all night is normal for him when he’s busy."

"Yes, and no one can keep him in check—it’s worrying," Melissa Chandler muttered and suddenly looked at me, "Lily Miller, you should keep an eye on my brother in the future! He’s not even thirty yet; he should take care of himself and not burn out young."

I blushed, not knowing where to look, "This... How does this concern me, we’re not related..."

"You’re his lifesaver! Just tell him—Daniel Carter, your life is saved by me, you have to listen to me and take care of your health!"

Melissa Chandler imitated such a commanding demeanor, making me find it amusing and vexing.

How could I, with my humble standing, possibly speak to Second Master Carter like that?

Seeing that I just smiled without saying anything, Melissa Chandler got a bit serious and said, "Really, I’m not joking! You see, he’s remembered you for so many years, showing you’re different to him, so you should help keep an eye on him for us."

I just felt something was off with this statement, easy to cause misunderstandings, but I didn’t dare address it, so I just hedged, "As a friend, I can give him some advice."

"You must advise him a lot!"

"Mm-hmm..." I lowered my head to eat, not daring to respond further.

"Oh, right, there’s one more thing!" Melissa Chandler suddenly set down her cutlery and looked at me.

I looked up, "What is it? Go ahead."

"When I went abroad for a performance, I heard you tailored clothes for everyone in our family, but not for me—not fair, you have to make it up to me," Melissa Chandler said forcefully, but there was no hint of offense, instead, she made me laugh.

"That’s easy! When you have time, visit my studio, and you can pick from the collectibles there," I was eager to return some of the Carter Family’s many favors they’ve done for me.

"No, I want you to make me a tailor-made, one-of-a-kind piece."

"Alright, but I’ve been busy lately, so you’ll have to wait a while."

"It’s okay, I’m not in a hurry."

"Then when you’re free, come to my office and let me know ahead of time."

After finishing the meal, I felt bad keeping Melissa Chandler upstairs with me, so I voluntarily suggested going down for a stroll.

Surprisingly, when I showed up again, those ladies and gentlemen who had critical views of me had all turned their attitudes around.