When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 596: Melanie Lancaster Is Unhappy

Brandon Lancaster looked at his mother, his not-so-bright mind truly a bit confused, "Why do this?"

"There’s a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy." Melanie Lancaster concluded, but as to what the conspiracy was, she couldn’t figure it out either.

Then, she articulated the main point of today, "Brandon, when you go back to the Lockwood Old Manor later, make sure to reveal this to your grandfather and direct the blame towards Adrian Lancaster and his mother."

The man sitting opposite suddenly felt inexplicably parched. He lowered his gaze and took a small sip from his coffee cup.

After a while, he raised his eyes and asked, "Mom, is your information reliable? Adrian Lancaster took him to a villa and hired quite a few experts to treat him! If it’s fake, why spend such unjustified money?"

In fact, this was something Melanie Lancaster couldn’t figure out either, those experts were indeed real and were hired with high salaries.

"That man is no longer in the villa." His mother revealed, "He has already been taken away by the police."

Brandon Lancaster was a bit surprised.

Mother said, "It’s absolutely true, but... your grandfather doesn’t know, he can hide this from your grandfather, certainly up to no good!"

Outside the window, snowflakes still fluttered down.

In the evening, when the Lamborghini drove into the Lockwood Old Manor, Melanie Lancaster and Brandon Lancaster had already returned.

In the tearoom, Melanie Lancaster was reporting work matters to her father, talking about the number of projects she clinched this quarter and how much profit she made for the company.

The old man praised her a few times, then asked the nearby butler, "Adrian and Faye haven’t returned yet?"

This left Melanie Lancaster deeply embarrassed, it turned out the old man’s heart was not with her at all.

Soon, a car’s headlights shone in from the courtyard.

The old man and Melanie Lancaster turned their eyes, seeing the car come to a stop, watching the two get out and walk toward the living room together.

Under the beautiful snowy scenery, like a perfect couple, just like a picturesque scene from a movie.

The old man stood up directly, leaving his daughter behind, leaning on a cane as he walked toward the living room.

Melanie Lancaster hung her head dejectedly, staring at the old man’s back with grievances she couldn’t voice, she was his daughter too, why did she not receive the same treatment as his grandson and granddaughter-in-law?

What exactly was the old man angry about?

She didn’t know when her relationship with her father... changed its flavor.

Her father was not like this to her before.

So... was it related to Brandon siding with Elias Young?

When Adrian Lancaster entered the living room with his arm around Faye Turner’s shoulders, the living room was immediately filled with laughter and various greetings.

Compared to his daughter returning from abroad, Adrian and Faye were more welcomed back to the manor, Melanie Lancaster felt very unhappy, feeling that the Lancaster Family was being infiltrated by Faye, an outsider.

In fact, she was being sensitive, cross-generational affection is normal, and besides, Faye is pregnant, so naturally, she receives more attention.

Melanie Lancaster composed herself and also got up to walk out.

Adrian Lancaster, his arm around Faye Turner’s shoulders, after greeting the elders in the room, his gaze fell on Melanie Lancaster, who came out from the tearoom, dressed exquisitely.

"Aunt." Adrian Lancaster called softly, maintaining the necessary politeness.

Faye Turner also promptly spoke up, "Hello, aunt." She smiled gracefully, elegantly poised.

Melanie Lancaster did not respond, her gaze resting on Faye Turner’s swollen belly, a lingering smile on her lips, stepping towards the young couple.

Faye Turner felt inexplicably nervous, because the other’s gaze gave her an eerie feeling; who stares at someone’s belly for so long?

Adrian Lancaster pulled his wife closer, his look towards his aunt cold and piercing, full of warning.