Ryker was overjoyed and quickly booked a flight to take Deirdre to Southedge.

They arrived at a mansion that evening, and the housekeeper guided them to the courtyard. A middle-aged man with graying hair, dressed in a suit and leaning on a cane, eagerly came out from the hall.

Arthur's eyes filled with intense emotions when he saw her. "You're Deirdre, right?" he asked in excitement, putting his cane aside to hug her.

Deirdre felt uneasy and looked at Ryker for help.

The housekeeper intervened, saying, "It's damp and cold. Miss just arrived from Neve. Standing outside could make her sick."

Arthur agreed, releasing Deirdre and urging her inside. "Come in quickly, Deirdre. I want to see you well."

Inside, Arthur noticed Ryker. "And who's this?"

Ryker introduced himself, "I'm Deirdre's boyfriend, Ryker Wight."

Arthur's face showed a hint of displeasure at the word "boyfriend." He sensed Ryker's calculated nature but had to accept Deirdre's choice. He nodded.

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