Chapter 583
Byran sighed. “My grandma has Alzheimer’s; she often mistakes people”
Ellinor nodded. “I get it.”
Just then, old Mrs. Bagley, who had walked off, turned back and looked at Ellinor, asking, “Marlinie, what do you fancy for dinner tonight?”
Ellinor, with mixed feelings, thought for a moment and replied with a smile, “Just what I usually love”
Old Mrs. Bagley laughed with tears welling up in her eyes, “Alright! Alright.”
Old Mr. Bagley also turned back and gave Ellinor a deep look, then assisted old Mrs. Bagley upstairs for her medication.
Byran, a little exasperated, continued to explain to Ellinor, “After my father’s ex–wife went missing, my grandma gol Alzheimer’s. It’s up and down, she didn’t scare you just now, did she?*
Ellinor shook her head, “I’m fine.”
“Byran, who is this?”
Mr. Howard senior, who was about to leave, turned back. His gaze was complex as he studied Ellinor and asked his son.
With a bit of surprise at his father’s return, Byran replied, “Dad, she’s a friend and also works at the Howard Group.
Mr. Howard senior looked at Ellinor, and Ellinor looked back at him.
“Mr. Howard senior, hello, I’m Ellinor, currently working at Mr. Howard’s company.”
McNeil Howard nodded slightly. “Mhm, hello.”
Before leaving, the middle–aged man took another deep look at Ellinor. Her aura reminded him of his ex–wife Marlinie; no wonder old Mrs. Bagley was confused.
But she actually reminded him more of his long–lost daughter, Pearl.
However, his missing daughter Pearl had a distinctive mole on her brow, which this girl didn’t have.
It was just a slight resemblance, how could she be Pearl? After all these years, no one in the world could locate Pearl; how would she just show up here?
McNeil Howard didn’t say anything more and just instructed Byran a bit before leaving the Bagley family.
Ellinor smiled faintly.
Did Mr. Howard senior just now also think of his long–lost wife when he saw her?
He betrayed his ex–wife, so did he feel a twinge of guilt?
Ellinor felt a chill, as if a cold gaze was fixed on her.
She instinctively looked up and found herself locked with Theo’s unfathomable eyes.
Theo stood there coldly, staring at her with an inscrutable gaze that was hard to read.
Patricia was by his side, yet he kept staring at another woman. Was it amusing?
At that moment, old Mr. Bagley, assisted by a maid, slowly descended from upstairs.
His aged but bright eyes examined Ellinor from head to toe, “Whose daughter are you? How old are you? What’s your name?”
