Amelia didn’t pick up on James’s hint, smiling faintly. “I’m just repeating rumors I’ve heard.”
*At least you admit it’s just gossip!* James wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Amelia added, “But the wealthy are known for their extravagant tastes, and that Young Master Jenkins is really hard to pin down.”
*You didn’t need to add that last part! Seriously!* James was mentally exhausted, too scared to even look at his young master.
Carl sat calmly, dressed in a black suit and trousers, his lips red and teeth white. His slightly raised eyelids had a cold, dangerous glint to them.
Amelia finally sat up straighter, pouring him another cup of tea. “What I said before was just joking around. There is one thing that can be explained from a medical standpoint. Not allowing people to get too clos
