She turned around and saw a towering figure she was familiar with.
Ria was stunned, her face showed delight, and she blurted out, "Mr. Brandon."
Brandon Heath had finally returned.
Upon seeing him, Ria, as if seeing a savior, swiftly went over to him, "Mr. Brandon, you’re finally back."
Brandon Heath’s icy gaze fell on Lady Octavia and a group of bodyguards standing outside his study, there wasn’t an ounce of warmth in his eyes. He then withdrew his gaze and turned to Ria, "Is Ms. Joanna inside?"
"Yes."
"Is she alright?"
"This..." Ria hesitated, "Ms. Joanna has been staying inside the study and hasn’t co out, so I don’t really know. Mr. Brandon, you should go in and see."
Brandon Heath nodded and didn’t say anything more.
He looked up, his gaze faintly sweeping over Lady Octavia and the bodyguards still stationed outside the study.
That faint glance had instilled such fear in those bodyguards that they were all pale from fright.
So, when Brandon Heath walked over, the bodyguards hastily moved aside, none dared block his way.
The man didn’t say a word.
He didn’t even show much anger.
But sotis, silent anger is more frightening than the visible rage.
It is when Brandon Heath is this silent that it truly becos horrifying.
Lady Octavia also sensed the unease.
But unlike the bodyguards, the man in front of her was her son.
So, she had nothing to fear.
Let alone the fact that she hasn’t done anything to that siren, Aria Rowlett.
Even if she had, so what?
She didn’t believe that her son, whom she carried in her womb for ten months, would lay a hand on her.
Lady Octavia held her head high, hiding her inner unease behind her arrogant facade, "Brandon, you’re back. You’re faster than I thought, were you in a hurry to return, fearing I might do sothing to Aria?"
"Now that you’re back, tell her to co out. I was only suggesting her to go abroad for her pregnancy, but she thought I was trying to harm her and hid inside."
"I only wanted soone to open the door out of fear for her safety on her own inside. I thought sothing might happen to her."
"I tried talking to her, but she didn’t respond. I have no clue if sothing really happened to her." Lady Octavia, not blinking an eye, lied, "Anyway, I didn’t do anything to her. If anything happens to her, I’m not to bla."
No sooner had Lady Octavia shifted the bla than she felt the temperature around her drop a lot.
She felt as if she was encased in ice, even though the room was still heating and she was dressed warmly, she felt a piercing cold.
She couldn’t help but tighten her clothes, and when she raised her head, she t Brandon Heath’s cold, emotionless gaze.
She was taken aback, she was actually frightened by her own son.
Brandon Heath gave her a cold glance, didn’t say a word to her, and knocked on the door, "Aria, I’m back. Please open the door."
Though the door was solid.
But it had been forcefully smashed by the bodyguards, leaving visible marks.
Seeing these marks on the door and thinking about what had happened earlier, Brandon Heath squinted his eyes, his coldness growing even colder.
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