When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 442: A Morning Destined for Turmoil

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Chapter 442: Chapter 442: A Morning Destined for Turmoil

"Yes." He stated clearly, "I’ll go alone, you stay home and rest."

The girl’s eyebrows furrowed, softly asking, "Why?"

Adrian Lancaster replied without hesitation, "I don’t want you to suffer from Eliza Hayes’ nonsense."

Hearing Adrian Lancaster mention Eliza Hayes surprised Faye Turner. She looked at him, feeling not happy at all and her gaze turned somewhat serious, "That’s your mom."

"If she targets you, then she’s my enemy." Adrian Lancaster responded, his tone cold and even a bit obsessive.

Looking at him, Faye Turner was slightly startled.

His love might be a bit irrational... That’s not good.

Grandfather used to say, harmony at home leads to prosperity, when there are conflicts or problems, you need to find ways to solve them.

"Faye." Adrian Lancaster gently stroked her forehead again, looking at her lovingly, "My family is definitely your family too. If she doesn’t like you, then I don’t like her either."

This love is so genuine, so heavy.

Faye Turner didn’t want him to overthink, she smiled gently at him, his features are so handsome and beautiful... 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Pale lips, a charming curve at the corners, elegant and proud looks, eyes serene like a deep well, his features are flawless.

Faye Turner slowly leaned closer to him, gently burying her head in his embrace, her heart filled with emotion.

"Adrian, I also want to go back to see Grandpa, it’s a matter of etiquette." She said softly to him, "With you by my side, this trip won’t be dangerous."

Adrian Lancaster originally still wanted to insist, but Faye Turner was more determined, starting to cajole him, insistent on going back to the old manor with him.

Adrian Lancaster eventually had no choice but to agree, he would definitely protect her well!

As Faye Turner was preparing to get up, Sienna Dawson’s car had already stopped outside the large iron gate of The Lockwood Old Manor.

Unable to get in, she called Eliza Hayes, "Auntie, I’ve arrived."

"Okay, I’ll come out right away." It seemed Eliza Hayes had been up for a long time, waiting all along.

The call ended.

Sienna Dawson turned her eyes towards the courtyard, the lush scenery, looking at the ancient villa, she felt endless longing.

The position of The Lancaster Family’s young madam was originally hers.

At that moment, Grandpa had also gotten up. Because Adrian Lancaster said he would bring Faye back today, he looked forward to it, finding it a little hard to sleep, his mood easing from the gloomy clouds accumulated in recent days.

The old master’s words only struck him at the time, but after calmly thinking it over, the old man felt the problem wasn’t significant.

Even if he miscalculated, it would certainly be a blessing in disguise.

He believed in his intuition, believed Faye was a good girl, you could tell from her kind eyes.

In the bedroom, the old man had just finished dressing when his phone rang.

He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, swiped to answer, and held the phone close to his ear, "Did you find anything?"

"Old master, there’s one rather suspicious item in the lady’s recent agenda, let me report it to you specifically." The other person spoke in a low voice.

The old man sat down on the sofa with a stern face, "Go ahead." He perked up his ears.

The report from the other side was precise down to which day of the week, morning and what time, what car Eliza Hayes took, which license plate, who the driver was, who she brought to the temple, how long she met the master...

Grandpa listened as his brows furrowed bit by bit, his wrinkled face turning cold with fear!

"At first, the conversation content was unclear, so I directly found the master. He was initially apprehensive, but later when I stated my intention, saying you asked me to inquire, he spoke."

"Why would Eliza Hayes find him?" Grandpa gritted his teeth, surrounded by a terrifying aura, he had already guessed.