Female Novel
Chapter 1122
The guard at the entrance, upon seeing Avery alight from the car, immediately reported it through his walkie-talkie.
In less than a minute, the butler inside, along with the servants, briskly stepped out in a hurried yet orderlymanner.
Those people lined up on both sides of the main gate, creating an extremely extravagant spectacle.
“Welcome back, Mr. Cox!” They greeted in unison and sonorously.
Avery nodded without changing his expression, clearly accustomed to it.
“This is the successor of the Gordon family, soon to be the new head of the household. You may address her asMs. Garcia. Mind your manners, and do not disrespect her.” He introduced Neera with a casual demeanor.
As soon as he ended his sentence, everyone immediately greeted in unison, “Ms. Garcia!”
Neera felt rather embarrassed as she was a bit uncomfortable with all that fuss.
She initially wanted to tell them that there was no need to be so formal with her. However, on second thought, shethought it may be better not to be too casual there. Maintaining a certain level of formality could perhaps work inher favor.
After entering, Avery comforted her with a gentle smile. “Feel at ease. Consider this place as your own home.You're free to do as you wish. If you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask me anytime.”
Neera nodded politely, saying, “Thank you. I appreciate your help.”
Avery's consistent display of politeness and distance toward her left him feeling quite resigned.
However, he also knew that rushing wouldn't help; the more he rushed, the more likely his plan would backfire.
Thus, he smiled, his eyes and brows exuding a gentle humility. “You must be tired after such a long flight. I'llhave Violet take you to rest. Later, we'll have some food sent to you. Once you've had a chance to freshen up, wecan discuss the important matters.”
“All right.” Neera had no objections.
Violet led Neera upstairs. “Neera, this room is for you. Satan has already instructed the servants to tidy it up. Ihope you'll like it.”
After Neera entered, she found that the room was decorated entirely in warm colors, creating a very cozyatmosphere.
“I should thank Mr. Cox for his care,” she said, her expression unchanged, revealing nothing.
Violet waved her hand playfully, saying, “You should rest now. If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to askme, even if it's inconvenient.”
After she finished speaking, she stepped out.
Neera let out a long sigh of relief and sat down by the bed.
Even though she was curious about everything around her, she had no intention of looking around at the moment.
She could tell that Avery was making a sincere effort for her, and that was exactly what was giving her aheadache. It seems that after Phison's election, I must find him and clarify everything thoroughly.
After a long and exhausting journey, she was indeed tired, but she didn't forget to let her aunt and the others knowthat she was safe.
After sending the message, she glanced at her texts and scrolled through WhatsApp. To her surprise, she realizedthat Jean hadn't sent her a single message in almost two days.
He didn't even call her.
Neera minded that a lot.
During the time they were at odds with each other, Jean would send messages to her almost every day.
The longest interval between his messages was only on Adriana's birthday.
Yet, so much time has passed, and he still hadn't messaged or called Neera.
So much for not giving up. I bet it was just all talk... Neera grumbled discontentedly, “Liar! Big liar!”
After she finished speaking, she felt a sense of suffocation in her heart. She decided not to take the initiative tocontact him, tossed her phone aside, and went to freshen up.
When she was done, the servant had already served the food to her room.
Neera had a simple meal and then went to sleep.
Several hours later, at the airport of Phison's District One, the plane that Jean was on had landed.
His group exited the airport. A car was already waiting for them outside.
A luxurious Rolls-Royce led the way, followed by several business Mercedes-Benz. They formed an impressiveconvoy.
Additionally, two rows of bodyguards lined up on both sides of the airport entrance, looking formidable.
Ahead, a young man stood.
The individual sported a head of silver hair, dressed in a crisp silver-grey suit, standing tall with an extraordinarydemeanor.
There was a nonchalant smile on his handsome face. novelbin
Upon seeing him, Jean lifted his eyebrow as he walked over.
“Why did you come here personally?” he asked, his tone casual and nonchalant.
The man grinned and bowed at Jean with respect. Yet, his tone carried a hint of teasing. “After many years, MyLord returns once again. How can I not personally welcome him on such an important day?”