Theo took me downstairs.
The people downstairs had not left yet.
When a woman saw us walking downstairs, she walked over and asked the butler, "How's Mother doing, Morgan? Is she feeling better? Did she ask to meet anyone?”
The butler shook his head and responded in a respectful tone, "Madam Mathilda is doing very well. My apologies, Ms. Seline. Madam Mathilda has yet to tell me that she wants to see anyone."
"Why doesn’t Mother want to see us?"
Seline looked annoyed and complained," Does she know what point in time is it? When does she plan to meet us?"
I pursed my lips, sensing that something was amiss.
The butler led Theo and me to the lounge. He ordered the servants to serve desserts and drinks before leaving.
I looked at Theo and asked, "When are we going home?"
"Don’t be in a rush to leave yet. Mr. Grant isn't even done with his business yet."
The sudden invasive voice made me stunned.
I turned around and saw Tory.
It turned out that there were two doors in this lounge, which made me a little speechless.
Tory was holding a file and leaning against the door frame, still looking as idle as ever and not the least bit serious. Frivolous was the only word anyone could think of when
they saw him.
Theo did not look back at him. He lowered his head, seemingly thinking about something.
Tory walked over and placed the files in his hands on the coffee table. He said to Theo with a smile, "Grandma wants me to pass this to you. Everything is clearly written. If you're worried about any mistakes, you can get your lawyer to come over and have a look. Sign it if everything's okay."
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