Grandfather Robert's Will
Chapter 16's

Rachel felt warmth over Jenson's sweet attitude towards her. He had known her for so long, shouldn't he have known that? Rachel's body felt ready to react as Jenson slipped her tongue into Rachel's mouth, Rachel's tongue meeting her seductively, like it was about to play around.

Jenson's turbulent stomach makes Rachel want more, especially with Rachel's natural body scent, making Jenson's body parts tense. She tucked her fingers into Rachel's hair, strengthening her grip.

Now, as his mouth scoured Janson's mouth, the trail on Janson's unshaved cheek did not bother him as he had anticipated, it excited him. Hard floor discomfort, a burst of cold air through the door that was still open, they ignored.

The two felt comfort, then the brief bite of Janson's teeth on her lips made her feel as if she had just landed in an uninhabited area. The new area is where he grew up all this time, but in his experience, he never explored something so unique, so exotic or so comfortable. Rachel wanted to keep going, but she knew she had to stop.

They distanced themselves together.

“Well.” Rachel tried to balance herself while folding her hands on her lap. Be relaxed, he commands himself while his heart thumping. Don't be careless, Rachel doesn't want to say anything that would make Janson laugh at her. “Only this once, will not be repeated and will not be more than this."

Janson felt as if she had just slipped down from the roller coaster without riding her carriage. “Okay.” He watched Rachel for a moment, curious and somewhat gobsmacked. When he saw Rachel's fingers linked, he felt a sense of satisfaction. “I follow the rules you made.”

“Many things happen without us expecting.” Too many surprises in a day, Rachel got up staggered. He made the mistake of looking around and almost sank to the floor again.

“Rachel..”.

“No, don't worry.” He shook his head as Janson got up. “I'm fine.” Focusing on breathing regularly, he saw his work space. “It looks like you were right about that key. I guess I should be thankful that you haven't said ‘I told you’.”

“Maybe I'll say that, if it's already you apply.” Janson picked up the emeralds scattered on Rachel's table. “I'm no expert, my wife, but I dare say that these stones are worth tens or even hundreds of millions.”

“So?” Rachel scowled as her mind line began to adjust to Janson's line of thought . “No thief would want to leave this kind of precious stone just like that.” While looking down, he picked up the rocks. There are two best diamonds in there. “Or this.”

As per custom, Janson began to piece together her steps in some sort of mental scenario. Action and reaction, motive and results. “I'll bet, if you're done checking, you haven't lost anything. Anyone who does this does not want to risk forcibly barging in and vandalizing.”

While exhaling, Rachel sat down on her desk. “You think that person is one of our family members?” ask Rachel.

“They think that we won't last long,” he said as he buried both his hands in his pocket. “Nobody of them believes that we are able to get through six months together. In fact we were able to get through these first two weeks without a hitch. This can make one of them nervous enough to want to muddy the atmosphere. What was your first reaction when you saw all this?”

Rachel slipped her fingers into her hair. “That you did it to irritate me. Just as our family expected. Damn it, I hate it when my attitude is predictable.”

“We can outsmart them if your mind is clear.”

He glanced at Janson, wondering if he should thank her or apologize again, but it was better not to do both. “Yagil?” cetus Rachel's. “This kind of lowly trick fits her perfectly.”

“Yes you're right."

What is Uncle Diara Yosef? Seems like it's not, it seems that it's too rough for his style. Bianca would have been so amazed at her sparkle that she could do nothing but pet her." Jenson tries to analyze their brothers.

Rachel tried to imagine one of her gentle and civilized siblings being tensed and using a pair of catut. “Well, I don't think it really matters who among them did it. They made me two weeks late receiving commission.” Once again he picked up pieces of thin gold. “It won't be the same as it used to be again,” murmured. “It is not the same if I have returned.”

“But sometimes, it gets better. I believe you can do it, my wife.”

Shaking her head, Rachel stepped closer to the warm room. If Janson gives him even more sympathy now, he won't be able to trust himself. “In this way or any other way, I have to start it. Tell Jesica that I won't have time to come back for lunch.”

“I'll help you clean this up.”

“No.” He turned around, seeing Janson pouting. “No, really, Janson , I appreciate your offer, but I need to be alone.”

Janson doesn't like it, but she can understand. “Good. See you at dinner.”

“Janson...” by Rachel.

The man stopped by the door and turned around.

In the midst of her confusion Rachel still looked strong and brave.

“Maybe Grandpa Robert was right,” Jenson said.

“About what?”

“You have a very special quality.” Janson smiles at Rachel, fleeting yet dazzling, then she leaves and closes Rachel's study door.

Rachel was not superstitious, but she almost thought she heard her grandfather's boisterous laughter.

He rolled up his sleeves and started working.