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LOUIS‘ POVÂ
I contemplated who Jasmine’s friends were. It was hard to make a decision.Â
The problem with Jasmine’s conservatorship was that she didn’t have a family that would fight against it. Jasmine wasn’t close with her family. Keith could take full advantage of the fact that Jasmine didn’t have many concerned friends and family around her.Â
I then recalled her friends she had made at the Garden House restaurant. She was oneÂ
of Gatwick’s victims if I recalled correctly. I went to the shelf in corner and looked through my folders. I had one on the Gatwick situation in my home office as well as the one at work.Â
I pulled out the folder and looked through the section on victims. Then I found the girl. Megan, her name read. This was the girl I had seen Jasmine talking to.Â
If Jasmine did have access to her phone, but she couldn’t contact me only this was a way to test it out. Perhaps she would reach out to Megan.Â
I knew I was grasping at straws, but with no other way to communicate with her, I felt this was all I could do for now. Keith was beyond ridiculous for doing this to Jasmine, though.Â
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The following morning, I was reminded by my aides that I had to attend my family dinner tonight. When evening came, I got ready and went to the Carrington estate.Â
I found my brother’s car already parked in the driveway. I was led by the estate servants to the entrance of the mansion. As I walked down the hallway from the entrance, I made my way to the main dining room. I caught a figure approaching from the opposite direction.Â
Robert came to me with a glare, and I straightened up, ready for whatever bulkshit he was going to say.Â
“Louis,” he said, my name unamused.Â
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“Hello to you, Robert,” I greeted him calmly.Â
“I heard what’s happening with Mrs Acland. Did I not tell you to let her go?” He said to me coyly. “I told you so. Now look, she’s back with her husband.”Â
“It’s probably why fathers invited you. He wants to give you a good chat, probably,” he told me.Â
I cocked my eyebrow at him. “Really, Robert?” I asked him. “You’re still not over what happened that time?” I asked him.Â
We glared at each other for a moment.Â
“Looks like something’s happened between you two,” I heard a familiar female voice say from behind me. Robert and I both turned to look and found our sister Angela approaching.Â
“Angela, you’re here,” Robert greeted.Â
“Hello, Robert. Happy to see me?” She asked him.Â
“Estatic,” he said unconvincingly.Â
“Well, what’s going on?” she asked us.Â
“Nothing” Robert replied. “I’m going inside,” he said and turned away from us, enteringÂ
the dining room.Â
“He always looks at us like we’re beneath him,” Angela said as we watched him go.Â
“Hello, Louis,” she came and gave me a big hug.Â
“Hey Angela, how have you been?” I asked.Â
“And where’s David and the kids?” I asked where her husband was.Â
“Left him at home, he’s busy with work and the kids,” she informed me.Â
“I see.”Â
“So are you going to tell me what the fuss with Robert was about?” She asked me.Â
“It’s a long story,” I explained.Â
“With everything that I have been hearing, it seems like a lot is going on,” she said. “You’ll have to update your big sister on a lot of things,” she continued, then rubbed my hair like I was a little kid.Â
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“Stop,” I complained, grabbing her hand.Â
“Shall we go inside?” She asked.Â
“Of course, let’s get this over with.”Â
We then entered the main dining hall, where we found our parents talking to Robert, Robert’s wife and their daughter. They turned to look at Angela and me as we entered.Â
The dinner table in the centre of the room was already set, and some appetisers were on the table. We approached our parents to greet them.Â
Our mother greeted us, “Angela, Louis, glad you could make it,” she said in an eerily high–pitched voice.Â
As soon as she greeted us, she then very quickly left and went back to Robert.Â
“Angela, darling,” my father greeted her. “How are you?” He asked her,Â
“Well, Father“, she replied, and the two exchanged pleasantries.Â
I looked at our mother, who quickly returned to Robert and interlocked her arm with his as they chatted. Coddling him again. Between her and Robert’s wife, it was almost difficult to tell who the wife was with how much our mother was attached to him.Â
Robert’s wife awkwardly stood in the dining room with her daughter as she watchedÂ
them.Â
“And you, Louis?” My father asked me, and my attention turned back to him.Â
“I’m good, thanks, father,” I told him. “How are you?”Â
Angela then left to talk to Robert’s wife.Â
“I’ve heard about what’s happening with your…lover. Ms Towers,” he started.Â
I let out a tired sigh. Here we go again. From Robert and now to my father.Â
“Your taste in women certainly surprised me but we were close to the Towers family a long so I guess I understand,” he continued. “So, how will you manage without her? It looks like the situation can’t be helped. You will have to replace her.Â
“I will send someone for you,” he told me. 2Â
“There’s no need for all that,” I said, surprised by how invested my father seemed in myÂ
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activities at the garden house.Â
“Anyway, let’s eat. The chefs are done preparing the dishes. We don’t want them getting cold,” he told me.Â
After a minute, we all sat down at the dinner table. My father sat at the head of the table. My mother, brother and his son sat on one side, and then Angela, Robert’s wifeÂ
and I sat on one side.Â
Throughout the dinner, it was mostly my brother and my mother talking. My father chimed in here and there, but those two were in their own world.Â
We then left the dining room and went to a sitting room next to the dining room. We had some tea and biscuits as we continued with the conversation from dinner.Â
“I have an announcement I would like to make,” my father then announced after a while as he stood up from his couch.Â
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