This question made his conscience twinge a bit, and Trevor couldn’t help but give her a silent nod of praise in his heart.
"Life is short, and it’s always full of surprises. I hope that old man lives a long and healthy life," Janelle Mills gazed up at the sky.
She couldn’t help but think of her grandfather. Because of her parents’ divorce, she didn’t even have the chance to attend her grandfather’s funeral.
Trevor’s gaze fell on her profile; her slightly upturned lips carried a trace of unexplainable sadness.
"Let’s add each other on WeChat," Trevor took out his phone, "I’ll scan you." His deanor changed from before.
The girl turned her eyes to him and saw a hint of sincerity in his deep-set eyes.
"Oh." So she took out her phone, opened the QR code, and let him scan it.
WeChat added successfully.
At the entrance of the opulently decorated banquet hall, Mrs. William observed the duo by the fountain with a wine glass in hand. She took notice and fell into deep thought.
At that mont, Janelle’s phone rang—it was her mother calling via video!
Startled, she quickly said to Trevor, "I have to lie again, please help with this, I’d be really grateful!"
As she finished speaking, she promptly answered, "Hi, Mom."
"Why didn’t you call Sister Sterling? What’s making you nervous?" The stylishly dressed middle-aged woman in the video directly questioned, "Are you in Riventhal?"
"This isn’t Riventhal!" She pulled the cara back to capture the manor’s full view, "I’m in Eldoria, at Darcy Manor!"
"Did you go there from Riventhal?"
"No! How many tis do I have to say it?" The girl lied without batting an eye, "Why won’t you believe ? You’re my mom, my real mom! Do you think I’d just run off?"
"It doesn’t matter if you run off or not! You must never see Nathan Mills in this lifeti!!!" The middle-aged woman was losing it.
"Alright, alright, didn’t I swear before? I won’t see him! I don’t even know who Nathan Mills is!"
Carlotta Sterling was baffled and asked, "Hey, who’s that man next to you?" The cara had just shifted to him.
The girl was startled, glanced at Trevor, and Trevor looked back at her.
"Are you dating him?" Carlotta asked anxiously, "Is that why you keep refusing the blind dates? Let see him!"
"He’s not my boyfriend, just a regular friend." She turned the cara towards Trevor.
Trevor felt a bit awkward but kept a gentle expression, "Hello, Auntie." He greeted politely.
"..." Carlotta furrowed her brows, studying him with a peculiar gaze.
Trevor felt even more awkward, though he was usually composed as if nothing could faze him.
"Mom, what’s with that expression?" Janelle asked straightforwardly.
"The Dalton Group’s CEO!" Carlotta exclaid, having also followed the news, "Janelle Mills, I’ll ask you again! Did you co with him? Did you go to Riventhal?!"
"I’ve been wronged! I just t him!" She explained vehently, "We only danced a little, that’s all!"
At this point, Trevor took the phone and spoke graciously, "Auntie, Miss Mills has been at the manor recently, and I just t her for the first ti today."
Seeing the sincerity in this man’s eyes, Carlotta hesitated, "Alright, give the phone back to my daughter!"
Trevor handed the phone back to Janelle.
"Mom, don’t worry; I’ll head back to Korland soon and promise to celebrate your birthday! I’ll never leave again!"
"Hurry back for the blind date! It’s ti to settle down!" With that, she hung up the call.
Trevor took a deep breath, sipped his wine, and seed to have understood sothing.
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