"Could it be someone from the Jefferson Family again?" Wilton Lindsey maintained his vigilance.
"Should Arthur and I hide then?" Ella Lacey cunningly glanced at Arthur Lindsey.
Arthur Lindsey flashed a roguish smile. His noble profile looked particularly charming under the sunlight, "Ella, starting from today, none of us needs to hide."
Then, he respectfully addressed Penny Sullivan, "Mom, summon all the household staff back tomorrow. You and Dad have worked hard these days."
Penny Sullivan immediately understood her son's implications. She nodded with a gentle smile, her heart lightened, and things seemed to finally be getting better.
She got up and walked to the front door.
Through the peephole, she saw a genteel man outside, holding many things in his hand.
Pressing the switch, the door automatically opened to both sides. Penny Sullivan said in surprise, "Ruben, is that you?"