Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 331

When Sylvia rushed to the gate of the Bridgewater’s Castle, the guard stopped her and said this: "Miss Lancelot, I'm sorry. Mr. Bridgewater ordered you not to enter the Bridgewater’s Castle from today on."

Sylvia was stunned, wiped the sweat from her face, and hurriedly took out her cell phone to call Arthur.

At that time, Arthur was sitting in the study drinking tea leisurely.

When the phone rang, he glanced at it, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, raised his white finger and pressed it down.

Sylvia started dialing again.

Arthur pressed it down again.

After several times in a row, she became anxious and said to the doorman: "Your boss asked me to come here. The young masters haven’t eaten yet, please let me in quickly."

When the guard heard this, he had no idea, but he did not dare to disobey the order left by Arthur, so he could only say with a sad face: "Miss Lancelot, if Mr. Bridgewater asked you to come here, then you can take out your voucher or call Mr. Bridgewater. Well, I’m just a small part-time worker, so I really can’t make the decision.”

Sylvia thought so and had to call Arthur again, but the bastard turned off his phone.

She was so angry that she had no choice but to call Butler Lang.

After hearing this, Butler Lang had no idea. After all, Arthur was furious tonight and even the young masters suffered, so what could he do.

"Okay, Miss Lancelot, please wait outside. I'll go ask Mr. Bridgewater for instructions." He hung up the phone and walked upstairs cautiously.

Sylvia had to stand outside and wait.

The night was getting darker. The autumn wind was blowing a little bit hard, so she shrank her neck.

"Chris, Hendrick, are you hungry?" Wendy had been sitting at the door of Chris and Hendrick's room asking each other.

"Not hungry." Chris replied stubbornly.

"I'm not hungry either." Hendrick was unwilling to give in.

"Oh, my dear grandson, why do you have to lose your temper with daddy? Go and say 'I'm sorry' to him, and then why don't we go down to eat and play games?" Wendy persuaded softly.

She felt distressed that her two grandsons were not eating or drinking.

But her son was angry, and her persuasion was ineffective, so she could only act anxiously.

After a while, Butler Lang came up.

He carefully walked to the door of Arthur's study, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Master." Arthur was sullen, and Butler Lang spoke softly beside him.

"What's up?"

"Master, Miss Lancelot has been waiting at the gate for half an hour."

Arthur narrowed his eyes, his eyes cold.

"What's wrong?"

"She wanted to come in and see the kids."

"She is not worthy. She is not allowed to step into the Bridgewater family again."

Butler Lang was startled and quickly replied in a low voice: "Mr. Bridgewater, Miss Lancelot said you asked her to come here."