When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 676: She Probably Won’t Tell, Right?
Faye Turner didn’t say anything to her, just gave her a meaningful look, then withdrew her gaze and turned to go downstairs.
She held onto the railing tightly, stepping steadily and quickly, it was impossible for her to be pushed again.
After Faye Turner went downstairs, Melanie Lancaster still stood in place, looking like a sculpture, her face pale.
If Adrian Lancaster found out about this... she really couldn’t imagine the consequences.
If there was no surveillance, she could stubbornly deny it, since there were no third party witnesses.
After coming downstairs, Faye Turner went to the coffee table, sat down in the sofa, poured herself a cup of tea, and lifted the cup to smell the aroma.
Then she took a sip of tea, appearing calm, but the indifference and aloofness she exuded were undeniable.
Quietly calming her nerves, she remained silent, didn’t look at her aunt, and said nothing.
After a while, she looked up and saw Melanie Lancaster still standing on the stairs.
The girl’s belly was high and round, she held a teacup with one hand, and gently cradled her belly with the other, looking at her with calm aloofness and bravery.
About five seconds later, Melanie Lancaster came to her senses, decisively made up her mind, retracted her gaze, and walked downstairs confidently in her high heels.
She transformed into a fish with a seven-second memory, having already forgotten everything that just happened!
At this moment, a Lamborghini pulled into the yard.
Just as Melanie Lancaster was about to walk out, she saw that familiar car stopping.
The car door opened, and Adrian Lancaster stepped out.
Melanie Lancaster’s heart tightened, she took a step back and stopped, her face turning pale and colorless, feeling as though her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
On a perfectly normal weekday, what was he doing here?!
There was a flash where she even felt the cold aura emanating from Adrian Lancaster.
Even though she was the aunt, she had no advantage; he didn’t respect her at all.
Sitting on the sofa, Faye Turner also saw the man walking through the yard towards them, her expression calm and gentle, she bent over to set the teacup down and stood up.
Eager to quietly watch Melanie Lancaster perform.
Melanie Lancaster glanced nervously at Faye Turner, who remained silent, seeming harmless to both people and animals.
Melanie Lancaster was actually very anxious; on the stairs a moment ago, if she had pushed someone else, they surely would have screamed, panicked, and certainly wouldn’t have been able to stand steady.
But this woman, pregnant, somehow managed to turn danger into safety.
And there was a mother-in-law upstairs, yet she didn’t go to complain.
The feeling that Faye Turner gave her was chilling.
When Adrian Lancaster walked into the living room, his gaze glanced over his aunt, and upon seeing Faye Turner, he paused slightly, "Faye?" Surprised.
"Adrian." The girl smiled as she walked towards him, in front of her aunt, she affectionately took his arm, "Why did you come?"
"When did you come over?" Adrian Lancaster cared so much about her; even seeing her safe and sound standing before him, he still felt anxious.
When the subordinates called his aunt to let her pass, weren’t they saying, Faye wasn’t coming over?
"I just arrived, been here for a while." Faye Turner’s lips curved, her smile dazzlingly bright, she glanced sideways and landed her gaze on the middle-aged woman, "Adrian, Auntie is here too."
Adrian Lancaster nodded, out of politeness, he still greeted her, "Hello, Auntie."
Melanie Lancaster’s heart turned cold, she steadied her emotions.
She could only manage to keep a smile on her face, trying to conceal the panic inside, "Well... Adrian, you’ve found your dad, such a big thing, why didn’t you tell Auntie?"
"Even if I don’t tell, Auntie, didn’t you already know?" Adrian Lancaster replied indifferently.
This response left Melanie Lancaster unable to answer, what he meant was... she placed an informant here?







