Chapitre 392: Her Pride As A Noble Was Wounded

Taylor watched as the little girl accepted his handkerchief and wiped the layer of sweat that had formed on her forehead.

'I… Shall keep this until I clean it.' Yvonne felt embarrassed that she had just used his possession even when she did not need it.

However, to play the part that Miss Elna Leopold had set up for her, she did not reject his kind gesture and had accepted this piece of cloth.

The Duke's younger son was not offended but was glad that she chose to keep it with her.

Sadly, the same could not be said for the other girl who had been standing behind them and watching this scene.

"Young Master Tanner, you simply cannot-!" Elna stated her objection to what had just happened but her voice did not reach the boy's ears.

As though he had been struck by lightning, Taylor's eyes widened as he fixed his eyes on Yvonne.

"What did you just call me?" He clamored in excitement as his mind recalled a certain moment that had just passed.