When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 113: What Is Aunt Up To?
Although Adrian Lancaster isn’t very old, he has secretly been managing the company for many years, and he understands and sees things quite clearly.
Faye Turner also didn’t go to the company today.
She was in another study designing her work, and both her state and inspiration were very good. Her work had already taken shape, with the necklace being exquisite and beautiful.
At this time, her phone chimed with a message notification. She picked it up and saw that Mr. Moon had sent her a message on Little Red Book.
He asked her what she was doing.
Faye Turner was delighted to see the message. She quickly replied, telling him she’d just created a piece she was satisfied with.
He was happy for her, and they talked about creative concepts and his schedule. He said he’d be coming to Argent soon.
At this moment, Adrian Lancaster, who had been in a bad mood, came in with a cup of warm milk. He happened to see her typing on her phone and looking very happy.
"Who are you chatting with that’s making you so happy?" He put down the cup and grabbed the phone from her hand across the table.
"Hey!"
She reacted and reached out to grab it back!
But he took a step back, glanced at the screen, and then coldly swept his gaze toward her, "Mr. Moon? You’re chatting with a man behind my back?"
Faye Turner didn’t see a trace of joking in his tone.
Facing his slightly cold eyes, she suddenly realized that he cared about this matter, so she began to seriously explain to him—
"Mr. Moon is just an online friend, and also a designer. We’ve never met in person."
Adrian Lancaster’s eyes darkened, "Soulmate?" His gaze at her carried a hint of gloom.
"No, no, no, not a soulmate, just the most ordinary friend. Because of work reasons, he needs to come to Argent, so..."
"Will you meet offline?" Somehow, he added, clearly displeased.
"..." Faye Turner quickly responded, "No, no, no, definitely not!"
Adrian Lancaster glanced at the phone message again, his face darkening, "You’re lying?" Clearly, it was about arranging a meeting.
"I..." She didn’t know how to explain.
"You can meet, just take me along." Adrian Lancaster’s tone was calm, and he no longer pursued the matter, handing the phone back to her, "I have the right to know who he is, and he also has the right to know you are married."
"..."
Before she could say anything else, he placed the phone back on the table, "Drink the milk while it’s warm." With that, he turned and left.
Faye Turner watched his back, vaguely sensing a hint of jealousy, but she wasn’t sure.
However, that earlier "Drink the milk while it’s warm" had a hint of care.
Shel lingered there for a while before coming back to her senses.
Three in the afternoon.
Adrian Lancaster drove to the airport, his handsome face carrying a trace of coldness in the driver’s seat.
Halfway, he received a call from Melanie Lancaster on the phone, in which she told him, "Adrian, come pick me up at the Victoria Hotel, I’m at the hotel."
He was a bit puzzled, realizing that something unusual must be behind this.
"Your aunt is waiting for you." Before he could refuse, she hung up.
Adrian Lancaster didn’t ask more questions, casually putting down the phone, and turned the car at the next intersection heading toward the Victoria Hotel.
He intended to find out what’s going on, meet with her, so she wouldn’t keep causing trouble.
Soon, the limited edition Lamborghini stopped at the hotel entrance.
After getting out of the car, he walked inside, following the lobby manager to the door of a certain lounge. He raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
Soon, a middle-aged woman opened the door, "Adrian, please come in." Seeing him, she wore a familiar smile.
"Aunt."
Adrian Lancaster called out coldly, stepping inside.
The lounge was very large, decorated in an antique style, with several blooming plum blossoms on the table, very elegant.
The tea was already brewed, he came and sat down in front of the coffee table where two bouquets of fresh flowers were placed.
Even if he didn’t speak on the sofa, his presence was strong. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Melanie Lancaster, wearing high heels, smiled and sat opposite him, personally making tea for him, starting the family conversation, "Busy with work lately, Adrian?"
"When did Auntie get off the plane?" Adrian Lancaster didn’t look at her, "Why not let me pick you up from the airport?"
"Here, here, have some tea first."
She smiled as she handed him a cup of tea, explaining, "The flight was ahead of schedule, and I happened to meet a friend, so I got a ride." She quickly changed the topic, "Congratulations, Adrian."
