Chapter 774
Greg’s head was buzzing.
The picture was old, so it had turned yellow and smelled of mold.
However, his attention was drawn to the determined look in the older daughter’s eyes. That look
resembled Ashlyn’s a lot.
A wild guess shed through his mind. It can’t be, can it?
His heart was thumping loudly, as though it was going to jump out of his chest.
Even though it was alreadyte at night, he still called Ashlyn’s number.
The phone rang, but no one picked up.
Many possibilities shed through his mind. He wanted to find out if his guess was right.
“Jonathan, please help me take care of my son with Naomi for the next two days.”
“Why are you calling me and telling me this in the middle of the night, Director Maxwell?” Jonathan had
just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the call. His head felt like it was exploding.
“I’m going to Maredania right now to find Ms. Berry to ask her something!” Greg sounded emotional as
he spoke. “Remember toe here with Naomi tomorrow morning!”
When he finished, he hung up the phone.
The next morning, he woke up early, packed his bags, and headed to the airport.
“Where do I get the ticket, young man?” an old woman asked in a small voice after stopping him in his
tracks.
Greg couldn’t help but furrow his eyebrows. This old woman seems quite familiar. Where have I met
her before? I can’t remember.
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He was in a hurry to get on his ne, so he quickly pointed and said, “Over there. That’s where you get
the ticket. Where are you flying to?”
The old woman smiled. “My daughter-inw has invited me to Maredania! Even though I’m pretty old,
I’ve yet to travel outside of the country!”
“Then I think we’ll probably be boarding the same ne. Come, I’ll apany you.”
Greg would’ve never imagined that the old woman would do something rather unexpected at Bianca’s
birthday banquet.
Coincidentally, the old woman’s seat was next to his.
He took good care of the old woman since they were from the same city, and she was old.
It was his belief that any adults would be reminded of their parents when they saw the old woman.
Hence, he just did what seemed natural to him and didn’t give it too much thought.
After getting off the ne, the old woman smiled. “Thank you. You’re a good man.”
“Where are you going? Do you need me to send you to your destination?” Greg felt the cordial old
woman was pleasant to interact with, too.
“No need. My family will pick me up,” she said as she stood by the road in front of the airport’s
entrance.
He didn’t say much of anything else as he bade the old woman goodbye and headed to the hotel room
he had already booked.
When he found Ashlyn, her red lips curved upward. “You’re here just in time, Director Maxwell. I’m in
need of a malepanion.”
Greg couldn’t say what he originally wanted to say because he didn’t have the opportunity to do so. A
few fashionable young men and women swarmed toward him, surrounding him, before giving him a
makeover.
Half an hourter, Greg was in a ck suit and staring at himself in the mirror speechlessly. He was
used to wearing casual clothes, so the suit made him ufortable. Why am I dressed like I’m going
to an award ceremony?
“What are you trying to do, Ms. Berry?” he asked.
“I want you to apany me to a banquet,” Ashlyn informed before taking the vacated seat.
The men and women from earlier began giving her a makeover, too.
Greg felt like he was breaking down as the day approached its end. Ashlyn had been so busy that he
hadn’t had a chance to talk to her.
Soon, it was already seven in the evening.
The Yates family’s castle was brightly lit. It certainly made the prestige of the Count’s Mansion obvious.
Bigshots from all around Maredania and different industries had shown up at the venue.
Even the oil tycoon, Nichs, and his little brother, the president of the International Piano Association,
Caleb, showed up.
Someone mentioned that they heard even the president of the country had sent his blessings.
It was apparent that the Yates family was very influential in Maredania.