Beatrice Donovan fought the urge to roll her eyes. 'Forget whether that scoundrel's words are true or not, this wild boar absolutely has other intentions for our sweet girl!'
Beatrice Donovan wanted to be the one to slaughter the boar, but she had important business to attend to today. With a stern face, she could only remind her, "Didn't you say Grand-uncle needed you for something? You should head back soon after eating. It's getting late. Go home early, and don't just wander around outside."
Arabella Donovan, who was also thinking about the uncut stone at home, nodded and agreed, "Okay."
Seeing her reaction, Beatrice Donovan frowned, adding worriedly, "Text me when you get home."
Caspian Rhodes was speechless. 'This little one's relatives really are all guarding against me like I'm a thief!'
Arabella Donovan, suspecting nothing, just thought Beatrice was worried she'd get carried away having fun and not go home on time. So, she obediently nodded and agreed again.
