the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 1171: Planning to Get Back with an Ex?

After Griffith Squire t Leah, he took a private jet to Brocade City that afternoon.

Aurora Coldwell had been back in Brocade City with Butler Zhao for a week. Although she said everything was fine over the phone, Griffith Squire was accustod to seeing the ugliness of people’s hearts and the fickleness of human relations.

Brocade City is isolated, and even the local aristocrats cannot compare with the Imperial City and the Southern Ocean. Not only are they inferior in power and wealth, but their thinking is also outdated and closed-minded.

Aurora Coldwell, unable to speak, returned to the Coldwell residence alone. She would surely be bullied by those people. However, the cooperation with the governnt required her personal presence, fortunately, this ti’s harvest was substantial.

Unexpectedly, soon Griffith Squire’s identity could officially be cleared, and he had settled all his subordinates too. He sacrificed a large portion of the Golden Triangle’s interests for this, which was worthwhile since his vision was no longer limited to the Golden Triangle area.

Griffith Squire returned to the Coldwell residence with his trusted aides, already night, and the winter nights were not only long but also ca early.

Seeing the normally quiet residence bustling with lights and noise, the man narrowed his eyes, filled with coldness, and called Butler Zhao.

Receiving the call, Butler Zhao sped up as if seeing a savior and said urgently: "Madam said she wanted to host a welcoming party for Miss, inviting many young gentlen and socialites. Mr. Squire, when are you returning to Brocade City?"

Butler Zhao had been with Griffith Squire for more than half a year and realized that this man not only had a mysterious identity but also took swift and decisive action, unconsciously adopting respectful language.

"Already at the door. This welcoming party is quite a tily rain." Griffith Squire said with interest, his eyes shining, eager to stretch his muscles a bit. These people were uncomfortable if not disciplined every few days.

In the main hall of the Coldwell residence, the banquet had just begun.

Rather than a welcoming party, it was more of a probing feast. Aurora Coldwell had been back for a week, refusing any visitors, and her protector Griffith Squire was nowhere to be seen. After waiting several days, Madam Coldwell couldn’t stand it anymore and pretended to organize this banquet, instructing Aurora to invite Griffith Squire back.

If Griffith Squire didn’t show up, then starting tonight, Madam Coldwell planned to reclaim everything in the Coldwell residence, company shares, and even arrange to marry off the mute girl to George Kingston.

If Griffith Squire returned, then things would be more troubleso. Madam Coldwell would have to unite forces from the Coldwell Family, the Seymour Family, and her maiden family, the Kingston Family, to trap him.

Madam Coldwell’s thoughts were quite optimistic, especially seeing the banquet start without Griffith Squire appearing, her smile grew increasingly imposing.

"Sister, why isn’t Elvis here? Don’t tell you two have broken up?" Brooke Coldwell, having been unwillingly kept out by Griffith Squire twice in Italy over the past six months, was exasperated. Waiting for Aurora’s return, she dressed in a custom Chanel gown, looking glamorous, yet didn’t see Griffith Squire, thus asking unhappily.

This banquet was a small semi-buffet style. Aurora Coldwell casually picked a long dress, her features were gentle and elegant, sitting in a corner eating sweets, waiting for the banquet to end and go to sleep. She wasn’t unaware of her stepmother’s intentions, just unwilling to trouble Griffith Squire further, she owed him too much already.

The property deed for the Coldwell residence was in her hands, so were the company shares. Upon returning, she visited Director Fang; if her stepmother wanted to use force, she could call the police, Director Fang would not necessarily show any favor to the Kingston Family.

From the start of the banquet until now, no one noticed Aurora Coldwell until Brooke Coldwell’s questioning drew everyone’s attention to today’s main protagonist sitting in the corner, causing many young gentlen’s eyes to flash with amazent.

"She’s Coldwell, isn’t she supposed to be a fool? Doesn’t seem like it, she’s eating sweets."

"Not a fool, just can’t speak. It was caused by an accident."

"Heard she was crazily in love with the Seymour family elder son back then, got into lots of drama; but how would the Seymour family ever marry a mute?"

"Stop it, seems quite pitiful. Neither the Seymour family nor an ordinary family would want to marry a mute."

The socialites gossiped and mocked while envying her beauty.

Regarding the mute eldest Miss of the Coldwell Family, many jokes were left in Brocade City, they ca only for the Coldwell Family’s face, nobody really cared about Aurora Coldwell.

Surrounded by others, Benedict saw the commotion here and took the chance to co over. Since arriving, he had been surrounded by so many people, unable to escape to find Aurora Coldwell.

That brief encounter left a long-lasting impression until now. Hearing Brooke Coldwell was fond of that handso and sinister Elvis, warming her face against his cold shoulder, many laughed at Benedict being cuckolded. He inwardly sneered, using this chance to dissolve the engagent.

His mother wanted to ally with the Coldwell Family, if Brooke Coldwell wasn’t willing anymore, he naturally could fulfill his wish to marry Aurora Coldwell, particularly learning the Coldwell residence and thirty percent shares of the Coldwell Clan were in Aurora’s hands. Once married, the Seymour Family could easily surpass the Coldwell Family, becoming Brocade City’s top nobility.

"A-Qing, why are you sitting here alone eating sweets, are they tasty?" Benedict walked over with a smile, sitting beside her, taking a piece identical to hers and eating it, surprising the onlookers.

What just happened? Didn’t the Seymour Family call off the engagent? Is the Seymour family’s elder son trying to go back now?

Aurora Coldwell felt uncomfortable with all eyes upon her, especially with Benedict beside her.

She put down the fork, gently wiped her cherry-like lips, sat quietly without speaking. Having grown up as childhood sweethearts with Benedict, they had a marriage contract; she once passionately admired him, but when she lost her voice and was about to be driven out of Brocade City, she knelt pleading to Lady Seymour and Benedict, only to be ruthlessly expelled. Her heart turned cold at that mont.

Knowing Benedict for more than twenty years, he reneged to propose to Brooke Coldwell instead, she knew Griffith Squire for rely one day, and he helped her recover her mother’s inheritance, shares, finding a doctor for her voice. His character and conduct, the noble and the inferior, were evident.

Awkwardness pervaded the air for a mont. Benedict saw her small face as beautiful yet cold, moving beyond words, recalling she couldn’t speak, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, smiling: "A-Qing, today everyone ca for your welcoming party. Since you’re back, stay in Brocade City, this is your ho after all."

The Seymour family’s elder son showed an apparently charming smile.

Brooke Coldwell saw Benedict publicly courting, as the surrounding crowd discussed, she coldly laughed at Aurora Coldwell:"Sister, aren’t you dumped by Elvis and thus pitifully trying to seduce Benedict again? He’s your brother-in-law."