Nina Sinclair got off the car with her bag in hand, under the watchful eyes of several black-clad guards, and walked into the mansion.
She glanced back, and once she was inside, the guards stationed themselves at the entrance.
Nina felt a slight heaviness in her heart; it seemed impossible for her to seize the opportunity to escape.
In that case, she might as well see what exactly Mrs. Song wanted to do!
She took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and walked fearlessly toward the villa, pushing open the iron gate to enter the living room.
On the sofa sat a woman with exquisite makeup, wearing an elegant and expensive dress. The woman’s features exuded a mature charm, stunning yet oddly familiar, with a hint of unapproachable coldness.
So it wasn’t Mrs. Song, Hazel Lennox?
Nina had always thought that the person looking for her was Mrs. Song, but unexpectedly, it was a strange woman she didn’t know at all.
Penelope Lancaster noticed Nina’s arrival and lightly lifted her gaze, her measuring eyes falling upon Nina.
The girl before her had stunning features, and her palm-sized face was particularly captivating with her clear, watery eyes, full of enchanting allure when they moved.
What stood out the most was her aura. Even though some might say Nina appeared impoverished, she carried a presence Penelope had only seen in the esteemed young ladies of Crestfall.
Although she carried a biased perspective, Penelope had to admit that Nina was extremely beautiful, more so than any heiress she had ever met. No wonder Julian Lancaster was so captivated by her.
In fact, it was best that Julian was infatuated with her beauty, as it was advantageous for both her and her son, Ian Lancaster; however, the elder had instructed her to expel Nina from the scene.
To ensure Ian’s entry into the core team of Lancaster Group, she had to proceed in this manner.
In an instant, Penelope suppressed her inner thoughts, gently placing the bone china teacup on the table, and said to Nina, "Please have a seat, Miss Sinclair."
Nina sat down on the sofa in front of her and asked, "May I ask who you are?"
Penelope revealed a look of surprise, puzzled, she asked, "Has Julian never spoken to you about family matters? I thought you might have guessed my identity."
Nina frowned, confused.
Julian had talked about family matters, saying at first that he was an orphan, then mentioning he had a sister, and later stating that he had fallen out with his parents.
Upon careful reflection, Nina realized that Julian had been deceiving her all along.
Because of her affection and image of him, she hadn’t minded these things. Reflecting now, she found that apart from those details, she knew nothing about Julian and had never met his family.
Nina’s heart sank instantly, "Who are you to him?"
Penelope chuckled softly and said in a gentle voice, "I am Julian Lancaster’s aunt."
Hearing her self-introduction confirmed Nina’s earlier suspicions, indeed, Julian had many things hidden from her.
She knew nothing about his family.
However, now wasn’t the time to think about these things.
Nina quickly suppressed the annoyance in her heart and said, "Mrs. Lancaster, you had people ’invite’ me here, is there something you need?"
Nina emphasized the word "invite" with a hint of sarcasm, seemingly accusing her of being impolite.
Penelope’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled, "The subordinates can be rough, Miss Sinclair, please don’t mind. I didn’t bring you here for anything major..." ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet
Her tone paused, then she continued nonchalantly, "I just hope you can leave Julian. You must know you’re not a match for him and have no right to enter our Lancaster Family."