?<strong>Chapter 967:</strong>


    Louise, humiliated by Elyse witnessing her in such a vulnerable state, tried to maintain a tough facade. “It’s none of your concern. You’re just annoying,” she snapped.


    Noticing that Louise still had enough fire to retort, Elyse decided against trying to console her and stepped aside to let her pass.


    Feeling even more ashamed, Louise rushed back to her room.


    Elyse let out a helpless sigh. The instigator of the drama was weeping more than the actual victim, which unfairly made it seem like Elyse was at fault. She grimaced and headed downstairs to ask the butler about any avable snacks.


    The butler answered candidly, “Dinner will be served shortly. Would you like a snack in the meantime?”


    “No, thanks. I’ll just wait for dinner,” Elyse replied, settling into the living room to watch the news on TV. Shortly thereafter, dinner was ready. The butler went upstairs to call Louise, but she did not respond.


    He returned downstairs and informed Elyse, “Miss Miller didn’t answer. Miss Lloyd, please feel free to start your dinner.”


    Elyse nodded and began eating immediately.


    Once she finished her meal, she noticed the butler’s anxious expression. “Is Louise still noting down for dinner?” she inquired.


    “Indeed,” replied the butler, his concern evident. “Since she is staying with us only temporarily, I need to ensure she’s well cared for. If not, it could cause problems for the family due to her unique situation.”


    Elyse paused to think, then offered, “Let me assist you.” She stood up and made her way upstairs.


    The butler, still fretful, followed her. “Do you intend tofort her yourself? Isn’t that a bit much for you?”


    Elyse shook her head. “No, it’s okay. I’m not upied with anything right now.”


    When she reached Louise’s door, she knocked lightly three times. “Leave me alone!” came Louise’s annoyed voice from inside.


    Without hesitation, Elyse took a spare key from the butler, unlocked the door, and epted the dinner tray from him before walking in.


    Before shutting the door, she said to the butler, “Please give us some space. Trust me. I’llfort her.” The butler hesitated, his lips parting as if to voice his reservations, but ultimately, he nodded and left Elyse to handle the situation.


    As Elyse stepped in, she could hear Louise’s cries echoing in the room. She moved further inside, and after passing through the hallway, she found Louise in the living room, crying uncontrobly.


    Louise clutched a teddy bear, her face buried in her arms, unaware that Elyse had approached from behind.


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