Hearing Sophia Fraser’s words, Chloe Grant was taken aback.
Sophia Fraser looked up, "But, I guess we’ll be even closer family soon."
"What?" Chloe Grant didn’t understand what "closer family" meant.
"By the way, you’re Mr. Morgan’s little niece, you must know him well, right?" Sophia Fraser didn’t explain further, instead naturally linking arms with Chloe Grant, heading toward the food area.
Chloe Grant subconsciously searched for Matthew Morgan and found that he was by the pool, standing with... Lily Grant?
What trick is this woman trying to pull?
"Yes, know! After all, you’re his niece, and it seems like you’re very close." Sophia Fraser continued.
Chloe Grant quickly retracted her gaze and instinctively replied, "I’m not close with him at all. Give me twenty years and I still wouldn’t be able to understand him."
"What?" Sophia Fraser frowned.
Chloe Grant realized her words were too blunt and quickly added, "It’s just that... my Uncle Morgan is quite reserved, and after all, he’s older, there’s a generation gap, so what he’s thinking, I don’t know."
Used to think he was very scary.
Lately, he seems quite approachable.
So... Chloe Grant genuinely felt that she couldn’t understand Matthew Morgan at all.
Sophia Fraser was amused by her words, "What are you talking about! Get Grandpa Morgan to take off his suit, put on a white T-shirt and sneakers, and walk around our school, I guarantee no one would think he’s already thirty."
Chloe Grant nodded, fully agreeing with Sophia Fraser.
After all, she was quite confident in Uncle Morgan’s looks.
"Chloe, have you seen Lily?"
As Chloe Grant and Sophia Fraser were chatting, Lucas Morgan had already walked over.
Today he was wearing an eye-catching watermelon red suit, which particularly suited his aura—mischievous, bad boy, and incredibly dazzling.
Chloe Grant sneaked a glance at Lily Grant and Matthew Morgan by the pool, lying through her teeth.
The spot by the pool was the best, more secluded, and if someone attending the party wasn’t looking specifically, they wouldn’t notice.
Chloe Grant figured Matthew Morgan would leave soon, and then someone would likely find Lily Grant...
No matter what happens next, it wouldn’t disturb the party happening there.
"Haven’t seen her?" Lucas Morgan slightly furrowed his brows, but didn’t doubt Chloe Grant’s words, then walked in the opposite direction of the pool.
"Is that the legendary Young Master Morgan?" Sophia Fraser leaned in to Chloe Grant to ask.
The two gentlemen of the Morgan family were very famous within the circle.
The elder was cold and abstinent.
The younger was mischievous and arrogant.
Both were the dream objects of affection for the young ladies in the capital.
No one knows how many women want to marry into the Morgan family, not just because of their wealth, but also because of the two young masters’ looks!
Even if they were penniless, they’d want to marry!
"Yeah." Chloe Grant nodded.
"You really keep it well-hidden. I’ve never heard you mention your connection with the Morgans, and it seems you’re close with both young masters." Sophia Fraser laughed and took a sip of her drink, teasing, "You don’t know how many young ladies in the capital want to get close to the Morgan young masters but can’t, and you’ve got them all to yourself."
Chloe Grant smiled but didn’t know how to respond to Sophia Fraser’s words.
She couldn’t help but keep glancing towards the pool...
At that moment, Matthew Morgan and Lily Grant stood facing each other, the shimmering water in the pool reflecting their figures...