The butler sensed the onset of Daveyâs anger.
He was so scared that his legs trembled slightly.
âMr.
Glyn, this was sent by the Clifford family.
But I donât know what to do with it, so I decided to wait for you to come home.
â
Normally, incoming items were stored in a specific room and allocated only after consulting Davey.
But this one was sent by the Clifford family.
And it so happened that Davey attended the Clifford familyâs wedding banquet today.
Since the Clifford family delivered the gift directly to Daveyâs door, the butler thought they wanted to curry favor with Davey.
After all, Davey had an esteemed status.
So, he put the gift in the living room without thinking much about it.
But Daveyâs expression now made the butler feel he made the wrong decision.
His body unconsciously trembled.
He stuttered, âMr.
Glyn⦠What⦠What should we do with this gift?â
Daveyâs brows furrowed tightly.
He was baffled by the Clifford familyâs act of sending such a gift to his mansion.
After all, his mansion was quite far from the Clifford familyâs residence.
They traveled across half of the city just to deliver this gift.
Was it only because he attended the wedding? Why would they do such a thing?
Davey walked over and checked the gift box closely.
Then, he noticed the embroidered words on the red silk.
âBirds return when the time comes.
â
Davey stared at this sentence for a while, pondering.
However, he couldnât find anything particularly noteworthy.
Yet, he was naturally suspicious.
And when something was unclear or perplexing, he preferred to get rid of it to save himself from overthinking.
After a while, Davey ordered, âBurn it clean.
â
If this gift was really a wedding souvenir from the Clifford family, burning it was certainly inauspicious.
But since it was Daveyâs order, the butler could only obey without questioning.
âOkay, Mr.
Glyn.
Iâll do it right away.
â
Actually, the butler was curious about what was inside the gift box.
But, of course, he wouldnât dare to open it.
He lifted the heavy gift box and was about to carry it outside.
But suddenly, Davey stopped him.
âCheck if the Clifford family has sent gifts to everyone who attended the wedding or just me.
â
âOkay, Mr.
Glyn.
â The butler nodded and went off.
At this moment, Jimena had already come out of the basement.
Davey immediately asked, âHowâs Casey?â
âSheâs been a little inactive lately.
Thatâs why she feels chest discomfort.
Exercising more and getting some fresh air will help a lot.
Iâll come back the day after tomorrow to continue her acupuncture treatments,â Jimena explained.
Davey nodded in understanding.
Jimena then respectfully said goodbye to him and walked out of the mansion.
When Jimena arrived at the gate, a piece of red silk suddenly fluttered to her feet before she could get into the car.
She took a closer look and found it was the red silk used to wrap the gift box she saw on the table earlier.
Then, a faint smell of smoke wafted not far away.
Jimena looked over and saw the butler.
He had his back to her, and he seemed to be burning something.
Jimena looked at the red silk on the ground again.
Could it be that the butler was burning the gift box she saw on the table?
Jimena couldnât help sighing.
The red silk looked so fine.
It was very likely that the gift inside was valuable.
It was a pity that the butler just burned it.