When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 519: Feelings Can’t Be Forced

Faye Turner smiled and answered honestly, "This I’m not sure about, but I’ve never seen any other girls around him."

"Then what kind of girl do you think he would like?" Kylie Fletcher put down her coffee cup, resting her chin on her hands, her innocent eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at her.

Faye Turner, although a student of Frederick Moss, had never discussed matters of the heart with her senior Byron Moss.

It wasn’t hard for her to see that Kylie was genuinely infatuated with Byron—such a gentleman, warm and noble, with both substance and depth. Who wouldn’t like someone like that?

"What do you like about him?" Faye asked curiously.

Kylie thought seriously for a moment, remembering Byron, her lips curled into a smile, "Seeing him just feels like a breath of fresh spring air, everything about him is likable."

Indeed, Senior Byron always gave off that vibe. He didn’t talk much, was good-looking, and in this restless society, he seemed very composed.

"Kylie! Kylie!"

The two girls turned upon hearing the voice, seeing an elegantly dressed elderly lady with silver hair and a cane, approaching them with a good mood.

"Grandma Sharp?" Kylie was a bit surprised and hurriedly stood up out of politeness, "What are you doing here?"

Faye also stood up.

The elderly lady’s smiling eyes only had Kylie in them, filled with an overwhelming fondness for the girl, "Kylie, it really is you! Come, let Grandma take a good look at you!"

Not far off, two bodyguards in black stood watchfully, their eyes fixed here, ensuring the safety of the elderly lady.

Kylie was a bit embarrassed.

"Come, come, Kylie, come home with Grandma for dinner!" The elderly lady took the girl’s hand, intending to take her away.

Kylie, though smiling warmly, was reluctant to leave, and Faye could clearly see her resistance.

"Grandma, Grandma!" She halted her steps, laughing awkwardly yet bashfully—

"Grandma, I’m really sorry, I have plans with a friend today to discuss some important matters, and we’ve arranged to have dinner together."

"What’s so important? Hurry up and talk, Grandma will wait for you! No matter what, you have to eat, right?"

The elderly lady cast a kindly look at Faye and directly asked, "This is my dear granddaughter-in-law, can I take her with me?"

"Grandma..." Kylie was anxious, disliking the title, "I’m not even with Evan Sharp yet."

"Isn’t that just a matter of time? My dear grandson is so outstanding! Women wanting to marry him line up from Argent to Jadepoint!" The old lady said with such confidence.

Seeing the plea in Kylie’s eyes, and knowing she liked Byron, Faye smiled and spoke up, "Grandma, I’m afraid today really won’t work, Kylie just took on a new role, and we have an appointment with the director. If she stands the director up, it could affect her future work with the production team."

Kylie quickly added, "Yes, yes, there are many important things that must be discussed today. Grandma, I’ll definitely visit you when I have time another day, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the elderly lady couldn’t insist anymore, though she was deeply reluctant inside, she regretfully let go of her hand.

After giving a few instructions, the old lady then left with her cane, she was just passing by after all.

Kylie held her breath until the elderly lady’s figure disappeared from sight, then she clapped her hands on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Faye watched her, smiled, and then sat back in her chair.

"I’m really impressed!" Once Kylie sat down, she started to vent, "I don’t see eye to eye with her precious grandson, but the families keep trying to set us up. My dad even forced me to go on a date with Evan Sharp, and guess what? He brought his assistant and work documents! Hilarious!"

"Evan Sharp?" Faye knew of him, a renowned lawyer.

Rachel Sherman had managed to divorce smoothly back then, all thanks to him.

"Yes, that big-shot lawyer Evan Sharp." Kylie spoke in a lazy tone, showing no interest in him at all.

Faye didn’t say much either, as matters of love truly depend on fate; elders interfering doesn’t help.

Soon, the girl’s conversation returned to Byron.

When Kylie talked about Byron, her eyes sparkled, and she turned into a little fangirl—

"Can you tell me about Byron? Anything at all related to him, I just love to hear it!"