Female NovelAline’s mind was sharp and she believed that if she could reach Mark, there would be no limit to the resources Fred could access. Moreover, advancing her own career would become a seamless endeavor.
With a gentle push, Peter opened the door and entered the spacious suite.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Within the room’s expanse, an air of tranquility prevailed.
Two individuals were seated on the carpet, busily stacking wood.
The man appeared to be in his late 30s, exuding an air of gentleness and handsomeness that contrasted sharply with the rumors of his cruelty circulating in the outside world.
The child, who seemed around four years old, possessed flawless skin and a charming countenance that struck a sense of familiarity.
Leaning closer, Peter whispered, “Mr. Evans, Miss Hanson wishes to speak with you.”
Mark kept his head down and a hint of reproach laced his words. “Didn’t I make it clear that I wouldn’t entertain any guests today?”
Caught in an awkward situation, Peter stood still.
In a hurry, Aline implored, “Mr. Evans, I know your time is valuable. I’ve come about my husband’s affairs. I won’t let your help be in vain…”
At last, Mark lifted his head.
Gazing quietly at the woman before him, he found her actually beautiful, but her eyes betrayed a calculating demeanor.
This was the woman who had dared to harm Rena.
Mark was determined to make things difficult for her.
He smiled, rising from his seat to settle on the sofa, while Peter promptly presented him with a cup of tea.
Aline’s countenance stiffened slightly.
She found Mark’s arrogance to be quite palpable.
In the meantime, Edwin expressed his discontent and grievances, “Great-uncle Mark, will you play with me or not?”
Mark was taken aback.
Edwin had just called him “daddy” before they had company.
With unwavering patience, Mark crouched down to engage with the child.
Observing this, Aline took out a thick bundle of banknotes from her handbag and offered them to Edwin.