"Why not?" The smile disappeared from Karen's face. She could detect a tiny bit of sadness from Willa.
Willa didn't know how to answer her. She sighed, "It's because Chucky doesn't like me at all. He only has respect for me and likes Yvette instead."
Willa was heartbroken. It was the first time she had fallen in love, no, it couldn't even be considered love. It was an unrequited love. However, as long as Chuck was happy, nothing else was important.
"Sigh, I can't do anything about this," Karen shook her head.
Guidance was all she could give regarding Chuck's love affairs. She could never force him to fall in love with someone else.
"Yeah, I know. By the way, what happened just now, I..." Willa stuttered.
Karen smiled at her, assuring, "I didn't see it, and neither did Betty."
It was a good thing that Willa liked Chuck, but there was no doubt that she would get hurt.
"Thank you." Willa said, relieved. The last thing she needed right now was for Chuck to find out what she had done.
"By the way, Auntie Karen, why did you suddenly come here?" It was only then that Willa questioned. What business could Karen have here? Shouldn't she be waiting for Chuck at home?
"Did you notice anything unusual when you met Chucky?" Karen asked, glancing around.
"No," Willa shook her head. She didn't notice anything suspicious at all.
Not even a single bit. Yet, there was also the possibility that she was too happy and got too carried away.
"What about now?" Karen asked again.
From the balcony, Willa scanned her surroundings. A while later, she shook her head and asked, "Did something happen?"
Karen mumbled, "Don't look over now, but there's a person standing in the building about five hundred meters away from you. Three o'clock."
"What? Who?" Without looking back, Willa frowned, fully alert now.
"If my guess is right, this person has been following Chucky. Back from when you met him, he's been following you all this time," Karen looked around, avoiding the direction of which the person was standing at.
Her sixth sense was highly accurate. When she first reached this place, she didn't notice anything. However, when she entered the hotel, she felt that someone was monitoring her every move.
Sure enough, she came in to find cover and spied a suspicious figure in the distance.
Willa suddenly became serious. Even with her skills, she couldn't notice anything. Whoever was following them must have extraordinary skills.
"I'll deal with them now!" Willa absolutely refused to allow such a thing to happen.
"Don't worry. I came here because I received a call from someone!" Karen replied calmly.
Willa's eyes widened, "Who is it?!"
"The secret Whitlock family!" A gleam appeared in Karen's eyes.
"Young Miss, it's time. Karen has reached here long ago, but she's not here yet."
In the hotel, Nelson looked over at Adriana who had already changed into clean clothes.
"Interesting. Since Karen loves her son so much, she must've gone to see him first," Adriana stated obviously.
"Does she not know her priorities! She should be punished" Nelson declared icily.
"Check if it's true," She ordered.
"Yes," Nelson immediately contacted the man who had been following Chuck. A moment later, he received a message.
It was a picture of a man and a woman.
"Young Miss, look," Nelson handed the phone over to Adriana.
She glanced at it and frowned.
"Is this woman Yvette?" She asked sourly. "No, it's a person named Willa Logan, from Chuck's home country," Nelson explained.
"Willa Logan? I've never heard of her." Adriana's frown deepened.
"Willa was raised by Karen and was said to have learnt most of her combat skills. Moreover, in recent years, a movie company suddenly popped up, with Willa as the true boss of the company. I think she must be..." Nelson stopped.
"Must be?"
"Willa is eleven years older than Chuck. Since Karen has trained her in such a way, I think Karen intends for her to be..."
"To be a candidate for marriage for Chuck?" Adriana suggested.
"Probably. Although Willa is older than Chuck, she is also a combat expert. Her physique is good as well, which makes her look..."
"Makes her look like what? It doesn't matter anyway- if she's old, then she's old. No matter how much she takes care of herself, she still can't change reality," Adriana shook her head, her tone slightly envious.
"Of course, how can she be compared to you when you are only 20 years old?"
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