After a while, Philip left this place and headed to Cynthia's residence. He walked into the room and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, recovering.

"Why are you here?" Cynthia was full of joy when she saw Philip walking in and wanted to get down from the bed.

Philip stepped forward, pressed Cynthia's hand, and said, "Lie down. I'm just here to see you. How are you doing?" Cynthia nodded shyly and said, "I'm fine..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Cynthia suddenly asked, "Philip, I really don't have to marry into the Berry family, right?"

Philip nodded and said seriously, "No, if you're unwilling to, no one can force you, including Silva Larson!"

Hearing this, Cynthia's eyes welled with tears as she said with a nod, "Thank you, Philip. Thanks for giving me a ray of hope in my times of desperation. I..."

Philip smiled and said, "That's enough. There's no need for thanks between us. You have to call me Uncle, so it's just an uncle helping his niece." Hearing this tease about their seniority, Cynthia punched Philip a couple of times and said, "You always take advantage of me! How dreadful!”

Philip laughed. He scratched his head and asked, "By the way, do you know that Grandpa is sick?"

Hearing this question, Cynthia's eyes immediately darkened as she said with a nod, "I do. My great-grandfather started losing his memory several years ago. The doctor said it was Alzheimer's disease." Speaking of this, both of them looked sad. However, Cynthia suddenly said, "However, I can't help but replace it strange. Great-grandfather had always been in good health with no signs of this disease. During the year when Uncle Silva took over as the family head, Great-grandfather suddenly fell sick. After that, they put him in that yard. When his memory was clear, he would sometimes ask me to accompany him." While saying that, Cynthia suddenly thought of something. She got up quickly and said, "By the way, Great-grandfather gave me something and told me to give it to you if I had a chance in the future." Philip looked sideways. Cynthia was wearing a thin nightgown. She bent over and looked for something in the drawer.

Philip could not help but take a second glance at the graceful and exquisite figure.

What a sin!

Cynthia turned around and saw Philip looking at her. Her cheeks flushed instantly as she said, "What are you looking at?"

Philip was taken aback and smiled awkwardly. He said, "Nothing. What did Grandpa give you?"

Philip changed the subject and saw that Cynthia was holding something like a pouch in her hand. The pouch was dark red with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on it with gold thread. Philip took the pouch. opened it, and found a jade key inside.

"What is this?" Philip asked.

Cynthia shook her head, sat in front of Philip, and said, "I don't know either. When Great-grandfather gave it to me, he told me to keep it carefully and only give it to you."

Philip frowned and looked at the dark green key in his hand, which seemed to have some marks on it. After thinking about it, Philip put away the key and said, "I'll ask Grandpa tomorrow."

Cynthia nodded and made eye contact with Philip. Suddenly, they froze. Cynthia quickly turned away and asked shyly, "Why are you looking at me like that?”

Philip stared at Cynthia very intently. No, to be precise, he was staring at a rag doll behind Cynthia. He said, "Don't move!"

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