Chapter 1892


    "You insist on having the kitchen prepare food for all three meals. Today, it''s finallye in handy,"


    Dora said with a smile. "I''ll just wait outside, then. Mr. Martin, Miss Serena, if you need anything, just


    holler."


    Serena never imagined that during her unconscious spell, Martin would have the kitchen make her


    share, hoping she''d wake up.


    At that moment, Martin scooped up a spoonful of broth, gently blew on it to cool it, and brought it to her


    lips.


    Serena hadn''t eaten in days, and with the first taste of the broth, she realized how wonderfully vorful


    it was!


    She had grown ustomed to thevish feasts at the Collins household and couldn''t remember the


    Had the Collins family starved her for so long that she had forgotten the taste of in food?


    Or had she indulged in delicacies to the point where she had forgotten the straightforward vor of


    broth?


    Right then, she wanted another spoonful, and then another, and another.


    "Take it slow, there''s more," Martin said, seeing her appetite return, his heart swelling with happiness.


    "If you like it, I can feed you like this every couple of hours."


    Soon, Serena had polished off the entire bowl.


    Martin gently wiped her mouth with a napkin, "The doctor said you shouldn''t eat too much at once. How


    about I feed you another bowl in a little while?"


    Serena wasn''t full, but for the sake of her health, she nodded in agreement.


    "How are you feeling now?" Martin asked softly, full of concern. "Did the broth warm you up a bit, give


    you some energy?"


    "Where''s my dad?" Serena suddenly asked, lifting her eyes. "Has he been in touch with you? I mean,


    my biological father, the former butler of the Collins family—Erik."


    Martin didn''t expect this sudden question and his expression faltered.


    "Has something happened to my dad?" Serena''s mind raced. The Collins family had used her as a


    bargaining chip, demanding her father reveal himself to save her. Had something bad happened to


    him?


    Otherwise, why wouldn''t he have shown up?


    After all, what a father would abandon his own daughter.


    "Serena, don''t worry." Martin feared that the truth might be too much for her to handle.


    "Just tell me." Serena grasped Martin''s hand with her bandaged hand, refusing to let go despite the


    pain, "Has he fallen into the hands of the Collins family?"


    Finally, Martin stood, as if making a decision. "Wait here for me."


    Serena, relentless, held on tight, unwilling to release his hand. "Tell me, has something dangerous


    happened to him?"


    "He left something behind. I''ll get it for you."


    "Left behind?" The words struck Serena like a bolt from the blue. She could hardly believe it. Her


    mother, Martha, had recently fallen to her death from an unfinished building, and now her father too?


    "What do you mean ''left behind''? What did the Collins family do to him?" Serena cried out, her


    emotions in tatters, clutching Martin desperately, "Did they kill him?"


    "No." Martin struggled to find the words. He had envisioned this scene countless times, but now that it


    was happening, he was still reluctant to hurt her, "Just wait for me a moment."


    He brought Erik''s old phone to Serena, "Your dad said that when you woke up and asked about him, I


    should just give you this phone. Once you see what''s inside, you''ll understand. The password is your


    birthday."


    Tears streamed down Serena''s face.


    She recognized her father''s phone; back when he was still the butler, on one of his birthdays, the


    Collins parents had nned to give him a hefty bonus and order a birthday cake, surprising him


    discreetly.


    Her father had always looked after her, and she thought of him as a good butler.


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    So, using her own pocket money, she had casually bought him that phone.