“Yes, she’s having tea with Mrs. Beltran in the backyard.”
“Where’s the Patriarch?”
“The Patriarch is in the study. He said for you to go up and see him if you came back.”
Hearing this, Xavier went straight upstairs. He stopped after a few steps, turned back to the butler, and said:
“Tell Leona I need to talk to her. Tell her to wait for me.”
The butler heard Xavier use Leona’s full name, and knew he was angry with her about something.
“Alright, I’ll tell her.”
Xavier went upstairs to his grandfather’s study. He saw the door was ajar, but didn’t go straight in. He knocked.
Rupert’s deep voice said, “Come in.”
Xavier walked in. Rupert was sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper. He looked up at him,
“Close the door.”
Xavier closed the door, sat down across from Rupert, and poured himself a cup of tea.
Rupert stared at him. “How did it go with Aveline?”
Xavier’s eyes were downcast, his face blank as he rubbed the teacup. He didn’t answer right away.
Seeing this, Rupert watched him patiently and said nothing more.
Xavier looked up to meet his grandfather’s eyes and said flatly, “She’s attending the birthday banquet as the lead ar- chitect of the Mount Ardwood theme park.‘
Rupert threw the newspaper on the coffee table, his voice low. “Are you kidding me?”
Xavier didn’t say anything, just poured another cup of tea and took two sips.
His attitude was obvious; he was at a loss with Aveline,
Rupert looked at him with a dark expression, “Is Jacob’s illegitimate daughter still addressing you improperly, and that’s why Aveline is upset again?”
Xavier said flatly, “I’ve already told her to change it.”
“Aveline doesn’t want to announce that you’ve officially registered the marriage anymore?”
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“I guess so.
Rupert said irritably, “What do you mean ‘I guess so“? It’s either yes or no.”
Xavier replied to him, “Don’t be angry. We haven’t had the wedding yet, have we?
Sending out invitations for the wedding is also a way of making it public.”
“Can you even have a wedding?”
Xavier smiled, “If we want to, of course we can.”
“Hmph, you want to, but does Aveline?
Didn’t your mother say Aveline didn’t even go for a wedding dress fitting?”
“I’ll have a good talk with her.”
Rupert’s tone was still displeased, “It’s useless for you to talk to her. It seems I’ll have to talk to her myself.”
Then, with a grim face, he waved for Xavier to leave.
Outside the door, the butler saw Xavier come out and told him, “The Heiress is in your study.”
Xavier gave a soft “mm” and walked towards his study in the Beltran’s mansion.
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Leona was standing in front of a cardboard box. She had already opened it and was looking at the oil painting wrapped in plastic and parchment paper inside.
Xavier said coldly, “Don’t touch that.”
Leona stood up straight, turned to look at him, and scoffed, “It’s a painting, isn’t it? I can’t even look at it? Just how precious is it?”
Xavier closed the door, walked to the sofa and sat down, his dark eyes watching her indifferently, “This painting is a gift for someone.”
“It’s not a birthday gift for Grandpa, but for someone else?
That’s rare.
Can’t I take a peek?”
Xavier replied to her, “Since when were you interested in art?”
Leona felt he was looking down on her and said, displeased, “What do you mean by that?
Are you mocking me for having no taste?”
“Heh, having good taste doesn’t mean you’re a good person. Take Aveline, for example.”
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