Chapter 392

"I'm sorry, Young Master, I didn't betray you. As I was leaving your study, I saw someone." "Who?" "Miss Martin was eavesdropping on our conversation." The bodyguard wasn’t about to take the blame. Arthur trusted his bodyguard. Without wasting a second, he strode toward the garden, where Ayra was chatting with a friend near the pool. Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned, quickly ended her call, and lit up with a smile as she ran over. "Arthur!" "Did you tell Grandmother that Juliana lost my family heirloom?" Arthur’s voice was dangerously calm. Ayra’s face flushed instantly. Biting her lip, she stammered, "It was a serious matter—I had to tell her. I'm sorry, Arthur." Arthur's eyes turned cold and sharp like ice. "There won’t be a next time." Her heart sank at the weight of his warning. "I'm sorry, so sorry, Arthur! But Juliana is the one at fault! She lost something so valuable to you—she doesn’t even understand its worth!" "If I ever hear you speak badly about Juliana again, get