Chapter 51 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

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But then the guy replied, “The USB port is gone.”

“What about the spare key?” Mirabella asked.

“Uh, lost that too.” The servant answered.

“Well, take out the dead battery from the door lock and replace it with a new one.” Mirabella suggested.

“No spare batteries either.” The servant said.

Mirabella was speechless. How come these servants didn’t have anything prepared for the door?

Seeing his shifty eyes, Mirabella quickly caught on and smirked.

“Just go tell my grandpa that I’m ready to leave.” Mirabella got up, ready to go.

“Miss, please wait, let me inform Mr. Phillip. Please stay here.” The servant said.

Seeing Mirabella determined to leave, he hurried off to find Phillip.

Phillip waved his hand dismissively after hearing her story, “No worries, I’ve already had the USB port removed and the spare key and battery hidden. She can’t leave unless the power comes back on.”

As Mirabella approached the front door, she noticed signs of the USB port being tampered with and the hidden spare key and battery were missing, obviously taken away.

She smirked, turning to the man before her, “Your grandpa sure went to great lengths for you.”

“It’s for you.” Romeo held her, word by word, “He likes you a lot and wants you to stay.”

Mirabella thought, “Stay? So this guy can take advantage of me? No way!”

She placed her fingers on the key pad, punching in a few numbers. Soon enough, the door swung open.

The servants around were stunned. How did the young miss do it? The door was clearly locked. Didn’t Mr. Phillip say it was impossible to open without power?!

Romeo didn’t expect her to bypass the system, rendering the password useless. This girl knew a lot of tricks.

“I just keyed in randomly, let’s go.” Mirabella was the first to walk out the door, but hadn’t gotten far when she heard a voice.

“Miss, please wait. Mr. Phillip suddenly had a heart attack, please come and check!” The servant shouted out.

Mirabella was speechless. Though suspicious, she hurried over to help. A servant led the way with a brown emergency light, taking her to Phillip’s room.

“Oh, my heart.” Phillip laid in bed, pretending to be ill.

“Grandpa, where do you feel uncomfortable?” The moment Mirabella’s hand touched his wrist, she knew what was up.

“Miss, how is Mr. Phillip, is he okay?” Brodie asked.

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Mirabella smirked, retracting her hand, and lazily replied, “He’s perfectly fine. If I must say something, he probably ate too much and is feeling a bit bloated.”

Phillip and the butler didn’t expect Mirabella to catch on so quickly that he was faking; they were both taken back.

“Grandpa, you should rest.” Mirabella didn’t call him out, but gently said, “I really should go home If I’m out any later, my parents will worry!”

“Miss, please stay! If the master has an emergency in the middle of the night, we won’t be able to find a doctor in time.” Brodie tried hard to convince her.

“Yes, you can stay in the room on the third floor. Romeo’s room is on the other side of the corridor, you two will be separate.” Phillip added.

“Most importantly, it’s been a long time since the house was this lively! You and the young master are always busy with work, we don’t know when you’ll be able to visit again.” Brodie said.

“You’re the daughter–in–law of the McMillian family. It’s only reasonable for you to stay at the McMillian’s! If you feel it’s not proper, I can arrange for you two to register your marriage at the town hall right away!” Phillip said.

Mirabella was speechless. This was really unnecessary.

“Mr. Collins is in the loop and he’s cool with you staying over.” The butler added.

Mirabella was puzzled. Her dad agreed, just like that?!

No way!!

“Here’s a voice message from your dad.” Phillip opened his phone and played it for her.

“I’m definitely more at ease with Mirabella staying at your place, so I guess I won’t wait up for her tonight.” Kenneth’s voice came out.

After all, she was bound to become a McMillian sooner or later. Plus, Phillip promised there’d be no room–sharing with Romeo. He just fancied his future daughter–in–law and wanted her to stay a night at Fairfield Manor, With dozens of servants around the manor, there was no way anything could happen under their watch.

At this point, Kenneth couldn’t really object and had to let it slide.

Mirabella did not expect her dad to agree so casually.

“Romeo, take Mirabella to the room on the south side of the third floor. I’ve had it cleaned.” After Phillip finished, he turned to the butler, “Get Mirabella a lantern, and also find out when the power would be back on. It has been a while!”

“Right away.” The butler promptly brought a lantern with a Zen vibe to Mirabella.

“I got it.” Romeo reached out to take it, leading Mirabella upstairs with his other hand.

Although everything was dark, the warm light from the lantern and the warmth from his hand gave Mirabella a sense of security.

“Are you afraid of the dark?” Romeo turned to ask the little lady following behind.

Before Mirabella could answer, Romeo put his arm around her shoulders, “If you are, just stay close to me.”

Mirabella wasn’t even afraid of ghosts, let alone darkness. It was nothing compared to what she had been through. When they arrived at the room, Mirabella realized that the lantern was kind of unnecessary. The room was so large that the dim light did little to brighten it up. Overall, it was still dark.

In the dim light, Romeo looked at the girl in front of him. Her sparkling eyes were like stars in the night sky, radiating a captivating glow. Her casual aura was like a charming queen.

“I’ll stay with you until the power’s back.” He couldn’t resist touching her face.

Only then did he realize how soft, tender, and smooth her face was. It was a bit small, and his hand could easily cover it.

Mirabella turned her face away, “You go do your thing.”

“I’ve got nothing to do.” Romeo said.

“Then go keep your grandpa company.” Mirabella said.

“Grandpa’s had a long day. He’s going to bed.” Romeo said.

Mirabella looked at the clingy guy in front of her, somewhat helpless, “Then you go to your own room.”

“I want to stay here with you.” Romeo could feel his breathing becoming more rapid. The girl’s elegant scent made him want to get closer and closer. Just then, his phone rang. After answering, he told the girl in his arms, “There’s a power outage due to equipment failure. No electricity tonight.” Mirabella didn’t reply.

“I’m going to check if there are any clothes that need washing.” If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself. Walking into the walk–in closet in the room, Romeo found it empty.

“Hang tight for a bit, I’ll go grab you some clothes.” Romeo said.

He quickly left and soon returned, “These outfits were prepped in advance by gramps, Not sure if they’ll fit.”

Mirabella was speechless. Did Phillip foresee that she would stay?

Mirabella picked up the clothes and examined them under the dim light. The wardrobe was filled with sexy camis and lace sheer dresses. Not a single one was appropriate.

Romeo obviously noticed this too and he smiled as he saw the twinkle in the young girl’s eyes.

“I’ll get my own clothes.” Romeo said.

Romeo left again and returned with his own shirts and pajamas for her to choose from. As the pajamas were too big, Mirabella picked up his shirt and chose a relatively conservative bra from the pile of overly sexy clothes, then grabbed a lamp and prepared to go into the bathroom.

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