Chapter 465 - CHANCES: PART IV

"Young Miss, the food is ready." 

Elizabeth heard Long calling for her name. Despite how she wishes to stay floating in the water, she must. The fact she hasn't eaten anything, her energy is draining quite rapidly. 

The girl swam back to the shore as her eyes met with Cris. She did not say anything and only went to grab her robe and sat on the beach bed. 

"Guys, go ahead and eat. I'll dry myself first."

"Dig in everyone!" Cris shouted excitedly as once again he was the first to devour the food without even taking into thought that he'll be poisoned. 

"He sure is one carefree person." Elizabeth gazed at Cris admiringly. It made her wonder what life would be like if she could be free. She was already at the age to make a decision but since she went through such a dramatic event in her life which she couldn't even remember. Her family has taken her freedom away.

"Hey, Miss Knightley. Come on." 

Elizabeth was starstruck for a moment and only snapped back to her sense when Cris called out for her. Her face turned a bright red embrass for her own action. She wonders if the man notices her staring at him. 'What was I dozing off all of the sudden whilst staring at him.'

Cris, of course,noticed the girl's eyes were all fixed on him. It made him too wonder what the girl could be thinking of him. But, he soon brushed it off and didn't ponder on the thought further. She was no longer his concern and who knows. This could be their last time seeing each other and if they do see each other in high society. They act as if nothing happened at all. 

Elizabeth joined in and started eating as well. She was so hungry that it surprised Cris how much the girl could eat despite her slim body. His eyes were all fixed on the girl wondering where she was putting all the food. 

"Miss Knightley, is there a black hole in your stomach." 

The girl ignored him but gave him a cold briefly glare. She felt insulted by what he said but she ignored it. Since, people who do not know her will always comment about her eating habit. 

Cris notices the malicious look the girl did at him. It was brief but frightening, and for a moment he felt like he was under the girl's control. In a strange moment, he was about to bend down and act defeated in front of her. 'Why did I suddenly want to act like a puppy?'

Both of them have no close relationship with each other so such an act would be awkward. 

"Long, can you get me some yogurt please." 

Long returned to the house to get the girl's request. Whilst, Cris was looking dumbfoundedly at the girl. He couldn't put into words how impressed he was with her stomach. 

"What?" Elizabeth looked at the man annoyedly. 

"Nothing, nothing…" Cris awkwardly responded seeing that the girl was not pleased with his reaction at all. But what can he do? He never encountered such a girl or maybe he has but he can't recall. "It's just, you might find this strange, but I know someone who eats like you." 

"Who?" 

"That I don't know…" 

"Huh?" 

Cris only laughed because he too could not explain things further to the girl. The fact he does know someone who acts like the girl but sadly he can't even recognize what she looks like nor her name. 

"Is she…"

"I guess, I'm not sure." 

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry for?" Cris looked at the girl with a faint bitter smile. 

"It's just, it seems you can't even remember her." 

"Ha-ha, was I being to obvious?" Cris sighs as he turns away to face the sea. His gaze so long and lonely at the sea hoping for time to go back to when things were so joyous. 

Elizabeth was about to say something when she was interrupted. 

"Young Miss, here you got. Also, I caught this guy drinking during duty.�� 

Behind Long was a few guards holding a bottle of whiskey and wine. Elizabeth smiled and responded, "We've all alone here. I'm sure nothing bad will happen. Also, the biggest threat is eating with us. If any does happen, will pay him to take care of them." 

Cris looked impressed at the girl for a moment and then rebuked. "What do you mean by taking care of them? I am not your guard you know."

"Didn't you say you're out of cash. Then, you can take this as a friendly offer to make some extra money."

"Wait, are you offering me a job?"

"It depends on you." 

"Hah-"

Cris was speechless and seated back on the beach bed next to Elizabeth. For a moment then he was almost influenced by the girl as he responded. "No thanks, I'm quite expensive." 

"Name your price." Elizabeth looked confidently at him. It was an insult for her that the man would even dare talk about money when even the whole world does not know how much exactly their family earns. 

"Ha-ha, I'm really am an idiot." Cris laughed at himself for forgetting who the girl is. "Why did I even mentioned something so stupid infront of the almight Knightley's heir." 

"Then, your answer." 

"Just for today." Cris turned to the guards and shouted. "You better get so waste, if not I'll be breaking each of your bones." 

The guard looked at each other and wondered what to say. They looked at their young miss for help but she only replied. 

"Do what he said. I won't be responsible for you. Everyone must do what he said." 

"Wait, Young Miss." Even Long was dumbfounded by the situation. Was this right at all? If everyone is wasted and things go out of hand, won't the girl try to…

"Dont worry, I won't do anything stupid. So Long, go ahead and enjoy with everyone. While your at it. Bring me some wine." 

Cris was astonished the girls withiness from time to time. It was not the first he was impressed by how sly she could be that everyone around her is so under her palm. Just a word and he thought maybe the girl still can have her freedom back. 

A few hours later…

Most of the guards were all dozing off in dreamland whilst others didn't have a strong tolerance to alcohol and were all knocked out. 

"Miss Knightley, I'm impressed." 

Elizabeth, who was as rosy as a tomato looked at the man and said, "How come?" 

"It's just you and me now." 

The girl scanned the area and indeed they were all alone. 

"Aren't you worried you'll tan from staying out here for a long time?" Cris suddenly asked a random question which he soon regretted. 

"Ha-ha, do you think I care if I go tan. Let me tell you something fascinating about me. Even if I go tan, black or white, it does not matter. If I am skinny or fat, kind or evil, tall or short, none of that will also matter. You see, by the end of the day, it is my name they are interested in not me." 

Cris regretted what he asked. That right, who cares about if she hoes tan. It is her status and wealth most people are after. 

"Don't tell me, are you the type of person..." 

Before she could even continue, Cris interrupted her. 

"No, no, of course not. Even if my girl is covered in scars I don't care. Even if she cannot see I don't care…" 

Elizabeth listens in and drinks her wine as the man continues saying stuff about the girl's flaws and the fact he won't care at all. 

"Then let me ask you this, can you at least tell me what you like about her." 

Cris' worrisome expression faded as a bright smile from on his face as he thought of the girl. He started picturing her out but only a faint imagination of her appeared. 

"She had this smile on her face which somehow can change…" 

The man couldn't continue what he wished to see when he noticed the smile on Elizabeth's face whilst she listened. For some reason, it's as if the girl was seated right in front of him. 

"Is something wrong?" 

"No, it's just, you have such a beautiful smile as well." 

Elizabeth thought about it first before replying, "Uhmm, thank you." 

"Don't get me wrong, but I thought, ha-ha, please don't seriously judge me, I thought you were her." 

Elizabeth suddenly felt a chill down her body. She looked at the man anxiously and responded agitatedly. " I was right, I-I was your target. You- what do you want from me?" 

"Hey, hey, girl wait. Listened up! Didn't you hear what I said just now. I said, don't get me wrong. I mean, I am wrong already but you don't have to judge me." 

Elizabeth calmed down and curiously looked at the man. It made her realize as to why the man suddenly looked disappointedly at her earlier. "Was it because of my body." 

"No, not at all. Strangely, I really thought you were her." 

"How?" 

"Both of you have sunset brown hair and weirdly both of you have the same physic." 

"Then, what made you change your mind that it's not me?" 

"You're too flawless." 

Huh? 

Flawless? 

Elizabeth was confused by what the man meant and didn't even bother asking what he meant at all. Instead, she pondered on it on her own but seeing her expression that man explained. 

"Like I said, I don't care if she's covered in scars."