Anne overheard Catalina's words through the phone and knew Estella wasn't feeling well. She promptly became worried.

After hearing from Lucian, she made a U-turn and sped toward the Farwell residence.

Twenty minutes later, her car stopped outside.

Recalling Estella's condition, Roxanne gave the man a dubious look. "Take good care of Essie. If you need my help, just let me know."

Lucian met her gaze mockingly. "If you're so worried, why don't you see her? Besides, Essie adores you. Seeing you might make her feel better."

He opened the door, exited, and headed toward the mansion, seemingly leaving the decision to Roxanne.

His retreating back caused Roxanne to frown. Essie was sick. Shouldn't he have contacted her mother? Even if Aubree was busy, she wouldn't ignore her sick daughter, would she?

The thought of the sick little girl spurred her to exit the car and follow Lucian into the mansion.

The moment Lucian entered, Catalina greeted him, Estella in her arms.

"Mr. Farwell, you're finally back. Ms. Estella is sick, so I wanted her to rest. However, she insisted on waiting for you. I had no choice but to keep her company downstairs," Catalina reported.

Estella's cheeks were flushed, and a cooling patch was on her forehead. She looked very weak.

At the sight of her father, she reached out for him.

Lucian took her, checked her temperature, and frowned. "Why does she suddenly have a fever?"

Catalina looked worriedly at Estella. "Ms. Estella seemed down after kindergarten. She ate little at dinner. I thought she was sleepy and brought her upstairs for a shower, then realized she had a fever. I called the doctor, who prescribed medicine. However, Ms. Estella insisted on seeing you before bed," she explained.

Lucian nodded curtly and patted Estella's back. "Do you still feel unwell?" he inquired, his concern evident.

Estella hugged Lucian tightly and nodded weakly.

Lucian patted her head comfortingly.

"Mr. Farwell, now that you're back, you should take her upstairs to rest," Catalina urged.

Lucian hesitated. "Let's wait a bit."

Catalina looked at him in bafflement, unsure what he was waiting for.

She was starting to panic when she heard light footsteps at the door. Why does that sound like a woman?

They all turned.

Lucian's gaze softened at the newcomer.

Catalina stiffened in disbelief, realizing who it was.

Roxanne entered and saw their three pairs of eyes on her, halting immediately.

Mixed emotions filled her as she recognized the mansion. Six years ago, this was her home. She had lived there for several years, and although Lucian might have been indifferent, he'd let her do as she pleased. Therefore, she'd bought some of the decorations. She'd expected him to change everything after her departure, but to her surprise, nothing had changed in six years.

After a brief glance around, Roxanne scoffed silently at herself. I can't believe I'm feeling nostalgic over the old decorations. She'd never imagined Lucian hadn't touched them because he'd never paid them any attention.

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