"You know him too?" Rachel Sherman was curious, but then she thought, the circle isn’t that big.

The man told her, "If nothing goes wrong, this kid will be my future brother-in-law."

Rachel was stunned by this; could they really become family?

Actually, people are like circles; they’re grouped, and most of the elite in Argent know each other.

At this time, Kylie Fletcher, who had just gone upstairs with friends to eat, accidentally saw that familiar figure by the window!

Bro??

She turned her gaze to Rachel, surprised that her brother actually had a girlfriend?

But why doesn’t the family know yet??

Just a few days ago, he said he was single!

This guy hides things really well?

So, she quickly took out her phone and snapped a few photos, not planning to go up and interrupt.

"Kylie, what are you taking pictures of?"

"Just a moment," she told her friend, "You go find a seat, I’ll be there soon."

Click click click!

Kylie adjusted her position, and soon took dozens of photos, then returned to the spot her friend found.

As she browsed through the photos, she cheerfully said, "Melanie, I’m treating today, order whatever you like."

"Why are you suddenly in such a good mood?"

"Do you need a reason to be happy?" the girl beamed at the waiter, "Bring us one of each signature dish!"

"Kylie, won’t we not finish all this...?"

"If we don’t finish, we can pack it up for a midnight snack!" She was truly delighted, now she could use these photos to threaten Chase Fletcher to stop meddling in her affairs!

Evan Sharp this, Evan Sharp that, she didn’t want to marry Evan Sharp at all!

Lawyers stick to rules, they’re so rigid! Not romantic at all!

Unfortunately, as Chase Fletcher and Rachel were leaving, they happened to use this exit.

So, while in the midst of eating, Kylie inadvertently glanced up and saw her brother.

And Chase Fletcher also, rather unfortunately, met his sister’s eyes, his chest tightened, and Rachel was right next to him.

Kylie just smiled, withdrew her gaze, pretending not to know him, and continued eating.

But that smile... carried a hint of mischief.

Chase didn’t greet her either, he just left with Rachel.

In the evening, at the villa.

"What did you say?" Faye Turner looked at the just-returned Adrian Lancaster, her chest suddenly tightening, "Did you just go... to the old mansion?"

"Yes." His expression was cold.

"Then you..." noticing he didn’t look well, "What did you go there for?" It shouldn’t be to apologize.

"I printed the pharmaceutical test reports and gave them to her."

The girl’s heart skipped heavily!

"Adrian, did you argue again? Don’t you think she has psychological issues?" Faye was a bit flustered, hoping nothing would go wrong and someone wouldn’t take advantage of it.

Adrian focused his gaze on her, "Why are you suddenly speaking for her? Have you forgotten she nearly cost you your child?"

Faye shook her head and softly said, "She’s sick, you can’t use normal logic with her, criticizing her won’t help, she won’t realize she has a problem."

Thinking about Eliza Hayes, Adrian’s face turned particularly unpleasant, but he didn’t refute his wife’s words.

"She’s not your enemy, she’s your mother, she’s also a pitiful woman, Adrian, I think... we should help her." Faye was genuinely afraid of ruining the relationship, that the lunatic would unite with Brandon Lancaster.

These words moved Adrian deeply, a pitiful woman... his mother... she wasn’t normal... she had serious psychological issues.

And when Faye recalled what Nanny Warren said, she couldn’t help but worry if Eliza Vance would retaliate against Adrian?

"Adrian..." the girl was startled, "We... maybe we should think about this matter, your father needs treatment, and your mother... also needs help."