Chapter 1141


    ric strode confidently to the driver''s seat and revved up the engine.


    Half an hourter, they pulled into the grand driveway of Falconer Mansion, an estate that boasted the


    grandeur of an old castle; its design steeped in aristocratic elegance.


    As they entered the mansion, everywhere looked opulent. The walls were adorned with oil paintings


    that Hertha recognized as masterpieces.


    The floors were a testament to luxury itself with gleaming marble that screamed expensive.


    The grand chandelier cascaded from the ceiling of the living room with its sparkling crystal.


    The life of the Falconers was something she couldn’t imagine, which was no less than Lysander’s,


    Hertha mused.


    Following ric through the grand hall, Hertha noticed three figures lounging on plush sofas. One was


    ric''s mother, Angelina, whom she had met before. The other two were an elderly couple. The old


    grandmother.


    The old man, white-haired as well, rested heavily on a cane. His face was calm but his eyes were


    keenly sizing her up – he was definitely ric''s grandfather.


    All three looked on with the curiosity reserved for novelties, their gazes unwavering. Just moments


    before, Hertha had been admiring the Falconer''s exquisite taste; now her heart was in her throat from


    nerves, instinctively she sidled closer to ric forfort.


    ric took her hand and led her forward, but Hertha''s feet seemed to have other ns, retreating


    backward. A misstep made her lose her bnce, and her legs gave way – shended with a thud on


    her knees.


    ric turned, startled out of his usual calmposure by the sight of Hertha on the ground.


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    What on earth was this woman doing?


    Angelina was speechless.


    Was this woman truly so spineless?


    "Dear, get up now, there''s no need to be so afraid on our first meeting." Beatrice said, hurrying to help


    Hertha up.


    Hertha, her face flushed with embarrassment, quickly clutched ric''s hand and used his strength to


    pull herself up. She offered a sheepish smile, "I came in such a rush so I forgot to bring a gift. That''s


    why I was a bit afraid. I’ll surely bring something you like next time."


    Deciding to own her blunder with a sweet tongue, Hertha apologized to Beatrice and Remington


    Falconer for herck of a gift.


    ric gave her a sidelong nce, amused. Wasn''t she supposed to be tough as nails? And yet here


    she was, buttering them up quite skillfully.


    "Ha-ha, such a courteous youngdy. Come, sit down," Beatrice said with a kind smile, gesturing for


    her to join them on the sofa.


    Hertha, unsure of what to do next, looked to ric for guidance.


    "My dear, how long have you and our ric been seeing each other?" Beatrice inquired with a gentle


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    Hertha opened her mouth to respond.


    "But you''re engaged to Georgia," Angelina interjected sharply.