Chapter 465
Anna Ross turned around.
Her gaze fell on the bag in the other woman's hand.
It seemed to contain food.
After just one glance, she looked away.
Her tone was calm.
"I was just taking a walk."
Chloe Valentine's eyes narrowed slightly.
She was half-convinced by the explanation.
But she didn't press further.
She shook the bag in her hand.
"Adrian suddenly said he wanted sushi."
"I went out specially to get it."
Anna's eyelashes fluttered faintly.
But her expression remained neutral.
She offered a faint smile.
She remembered Grandpa Lowell's words.
She really should keep her distance.
She shouldn't disturb other people's lives.
Chloe glanced at her.
A cold laugh echoed in her heart.
"I'm going up now."
"Adrian must be waiting."
She made a playful goodbye gesture.
Her high heels clicked against the floor with a crisp sound.
Anna was silent for a moment.
She turned and returned to her workstation.
How should she handle Howard Lowell's situation?
Chloe paused at the corner.
She watched Anna leave.
Then she carried the bag back the way she came.
After work, she went directly to the Lowell manor.
The most important thing now was to please the old man.
As long as Grandpa insisted, Adrian Sinclair couldn't refuse.
She could slowly implement her plans.
Upon arriving at the door, she noticed the house seemed to have guests.
She took two steps forward.
She gestured to a servant.
"You, come here."
The Lowell servants all knew her.
They understood her importance to the old man.
Their attitude was especially respectful.
A servant hurried over.
She asked in a low voice, "Are there guests today?"
It was usually very quiet at this time.
Besides Grandpa and the servants, there was basically no one else.
The servant glanced inside.
She lowered her voice.
"There was trouble at the company."
"The master is very angry."
"Miss Cecilia is here to talk with him."
Chloe frowned.
Miss Cecilia should be Cecilia Roscente.
They had met at the last birthday banquet.
The other woman had not been friendly toward her.
She thought for a moment.
Then she walked into the living room anyway.
So what if Cecilia didn't like her?
She was destined to be the young mistress of the Lowell family.
Why should she retreat?
Entering the living room, the conversation stopped because of her.
Grandpa frowned.
But when he saw it was her, his expression relaxed.
A kindly smile appeared.
"Chloe, you're here."
"Come, sit down."
He waved her over.
It was like seeing his most beloved granddaughter.
But Cecilia stopped speaking.
She drank her tea expressionlessly.
Chloe responded and sat down.
Seeing the other's coldness, she took the initiative to greet her.
"Auntie."
"Long time no see."
"You look younger than ever."
Grandpa put down his teacup.
He laughed heartily.
"Chloe, you really know how to talk."
"Your aunt must be very happy inside."
Chloe felt secretly pleased.
She was about to speak again.
But Cecilia suddenly spoke.
"Dad."
"She and Adrian aren't married yet."
"Should she really be calling me auntie?"