After work, Audrey rushed to the Cordova Mansion.

Kylee had been waiting for her.

Hearing the gatekeeper say that Audrey was here, Kylee came out of the villa to welcome her.

Audrey brought gifts and tonics with her. Kylee said, "There's no need to bring gifts. Here is your home. We have everything."

"They are from my client," Audrey said.

"Someone brings in these things."

"Yes!"

A servant came forward, taking them from Audrey.

Kylee asked Everett, the butler beside her, "Everett, is Bryson home?"

"Madam Cordova, I just called Mr. Bryson. He said he was on his way back."

"Well, tell the kitchen to prepare the dinner."

"Yes, Ma'am."

...

While waiting for dinner, Kylee and Audrey were playing gobang in the living room.

Kylee wanted to take back moves again. And she had done that several times.

Kylee said, "It's a false move. I want to undo it...."

Audrey didn't dare to say anything.

Everett walked over.

"Madam Cordova."

"What's the matter?" Kylee undid the move with satisfaction, and then she took another move.

"Miss Alma's here."

"Which Miss Alma?" Kylee stared at the chessboard.

"She sent you to the hospital when you fainted last time." Everett reminded her.

who Everett was talking about, Kylee said, "It's her.

"Yes."

Everett left, Kylee looked at

when Miss Alma comes, help me

"A right person?"

sighed, "Bryson's thirty years old. But ... he's not married yet. He doesn't have a girlfriend,

is a good and nice-looking girl that comes from a good family. So, I want Bryson to

nodded in understanding

a

them. Their parents thought that 25 was not a

Audrey sympathized with Bryson.

...

Everett brought in a girl in a pink

black hair hanging down by

beautiful eyes. Then, she nodded to Kylee, saying in a

a well-educated lady with good

satisfaction, "Alright, come over and

Kylee's

Cordova, how are you

"I'm feeling well."

threatened when facing other,

eyes upon Audrey, who was also

Cordova, who is

saying, "This is

"Your granddaughter?" Alma frowned.

Kylee said

she knew, Kylee's granddaughter had died a

a daughter, 'Was she the daughter

you can

was Kylee's granddaughter, Alma

be a step closer to her marrying into the

said, "Madam Cordova, your granddaughter

enough. She's my granddaughter," Kylee said

Mr. Bryson come home?" Alma tried to

on his way

the table, "Madam Cordova, were you

do you play

"A little!"

a modest, courteous girl knowing what to say and do

temples.

play for

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