389 The Invitation
Benson Walton’s POV:
I didn’t have many friends in the Lycan pack, not even close acquaintances. So, when I received an invitation to dinner, my first reaction was, ‘Is it because my identity has been exposed, and someone wants to get information from me?’
However, my suspicion immediately dissipated by half when I recognized the person on the phone. What information could a palace servant, and the acting head servant at that, not be able to get in the palace and yet still come to me?
The person on the other end of the phone continued, and my silence made her lose her confidence. “I’m sorry for the sudden call. I saw you on the street when I was out on business, so I called the address you left me when you sent Anjay back. I haven’t had time to repay you for the last time. As a servant, I don’t have much to show off except for my cooking skills. Please don’t reject me…”
My first reaction was to reject her. There was no need for a mobile patrol team member to interact with a palace servant. It was only my duty to send Anjay back. There was no need for me to be repaid.
“… Anjay also misses you very much. He often tells me stories about his time with you on the road. I’ve never seen him so obsessed with someone in his life. I think this is a special kind of fate. Of course, it’s okay if you’re busy. Please don’t mind my abruptness…”
The voice on the other side became softer and softer. I didn’t know why, but I suddenly asked, “What time?”
“What?”
“What time?”
“Uhm! If you’re free, what about tonight? Or you can tell me when you’re free. I’ve saved my annual leaves and haven’t used them yet…”
“Tonight it is. Where?”
The woman gave me a series of addresses. To my surprise, I thought she and her brother would be staying at Mrs. Charlie’s house, but that wasn’t the case. The address was in a very quiet street, which was ordinary for a royal head servant.
I only realized what I had done after I hung up the phone. Why did I agree so easily? What if there was an emergency mission tonight? What if there was important information to be transmitted tonight? It was not my style to delay my work for a dispensable relationship.
But Bertha’s eyes, as quiet as a fawn’s, suddenly appeared before my eyes. If I were to reject her, this pair of sparkling gemstones would be covered in a shadow of disappointment, right?
… Forget it. It was just dinner.
Bertha’s house was within my patrol range, so it wasn’t difficult to find it. I stood before the door for a while and thought about it. The social department in my brain finally remembered to remind me that it was not very polite to come empty-handed. So, I went to buy a bunch of flowers at the last minute. I didn’t know the name of the colorful flowers, but they are very pleasing to the eye.
The one who opened the door was Anjay. When he saw me, he screamed excitedly and rushed into my arms like a small cannonball. He hugged my waist and did not let go. I froze for a moment, not knowing how to react. In the end, Bertha saved me.
She rushed out of the kitchen with a soup spoon in her hand. She reprimanded Anjay in a low voice to behave and smiled at me embarrassedly. “This child is insensible and has caused you trouble. Please come in quickly!”
“It’s okay,” I said dryly and handed over the flowers in my hand. “A small gift. I hope you like it.”
Bertha exclaimed softly. She put down her spoon and took the bouquet in a hurry. The bouquet wasn’t much to me but was too big for Bertha. Half of her face was hidden behind the bouquet, and she was a little red.
“… Thank you, I really like it. ”
She walked over to look for the vase with a spring in his step while Anjay winked at me like a mischievous child. I didn’t react for a moment, and only when I was led to the sofa by Anjay did I suddenly understand. A single man sending flowers to a single lady was inevitably a little ambiguous.
I realized my actions were very abrupt, and I subconsciously wanted to say something. However, Bertha appeared, holding a vase with flowers arranged in it. Looking at her cheerful smile, I realized it would be awkward to say this now, so I kept silent.
After fiddling with the flowers for a while, Bertha caught sight of me sitting quietly on the sofa. She suddenly reacted and said, embarrassedly, “I’m sorry to leave you outside. I rarely have guests in my house, so I don’t quite understand what to do… Why…”
Looking at her face, which was getting redder and redder, I said, “It’s okay, don’t mind me.”
However, this made things even more awkward. Bertha nodded quickly and ran back to the kitchen.
Anjay sighed loudly and exaggeratedly at the side. He even looked at me and the kitchen resentfully.
‘This silly kid, does he think I don’t know what he’s thinking?’
But no, no matter what he thought, he couldn’t.
With my status, I no longer have the right to think about those things.
