To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 1168 How Ridiculous!

After that, Jenny headed straight toward the villa, marching as though she was on her way to a battle. Mr. Ortiz hurried after her. The last thing he wanted to see was Jenny getting herself in trouble after what had happened to Graham.

She knocked on the door. A pair of servants, one old and one young, answered the door fairly soon, and both frowned at the visitors. "Who are you? And what are you here for?'

It was common knowledge among the residents of Bayside City that this area was the territory of the Bells. No one would stir trouble there because that'd be courting death. Jenny and Mr. Ortiz didn't look like locals to the servants.

"I'm here to meet the head of the Bell family," Jenny announced.

The young man frowned and smirked. "Who do you think you are? How dare you demand to meet the head? You..."

Bell. Pass the message to him. Let's see if he will meet me or not,' Jenny fired back boldly. She was confident that the

expression crumbled upon hearing Lynette's name. Her name was like a banned word in the family, and no one was allowed to mention or gossip about her. For decades, Lynette Bell's name had disappeared from the family's collective consciousness. The young man

told Jenny that he would notify the family head before vanishing from the

think they'll meet you?" Mr. Ortiz asked

"They probably will. Aren't

they received news from Bardoff City years ago that the girl was dead. Not only was the daughter alive, she even traveled all the way to their residence. Was she here to demand justice for her mother? But Lynette was no longer with the Bells. So, what did she want from

Bell cast a questioning look at his wife, who was seated beside him, as though he

while but finally ordered, 'Let

turned to Georgina. "What do youthink is

any reason other than asking about Lynette?" When she mentioned Lynette, she did so without any hint of emotion, as if she was discussing a stranger. Barry behaved in the same manner, only with more

a Walter, but so what? The