Terrance and Alexia

Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Giselle Comes to the Duran’s House

However, Caspian was still of some value to Alexa. Terrence had to be kind to him.

They didn’t talk much before someone knocked on the office door.

Terrence immediately returned to his usual coldness and indifferently said, “Come in.”

However, when Terrence saw the comer, his eyes lit up.

“Why are you here?”

“I have something to ask of you.”

Alexa sat on the sofa in a somewhat reserved manner. Edwin immediately left.

Seeing the cakes on the desk, Alexa looked at Terrence with a complicated gaze. She

knew why the cakes were missing.

“I don’t know why they are here,” Terrence insisted. “It was definitely an accident.”

Alexa did not care about it but coldly changed the topic.

“Caspian is missing.”

“Oh? So?”

“I just wanted to ask you if you have any news about him.”

“Why do I have news of him?”

Catching the mischievous smile in Terrence’s eyes, Alexa confirmed her thoughts even

more.

“Did you take him away?”

“Am I so kind in your heart?” Terrence teased. “I am happy that you think of me like that.

So how are you going to reward me?”

“Is he really in your hands?” Alexa took the opportunity to say, “Name a price.”

“Name a price?”

Terrence smiled. He had never heard such funny things.

“Do you think this is a market to buy groceries?” he smiled and asked. “You should know

what I want, or do you need me to give you a hint?”

“What?”

Alexa frowned slightly and looked like she really did not know what Terrence wanted.

“Idiot.”

Terrence couldn’t help but smile as he approached her and easily surrounded her in a

corner of the sofa.

Terrence rested one of his knees on the sofa, revealing a meaningful smile on his face.

Alexa instinctively avoided his gaze and was too nervous to speak.

The atmosphere was too intimate now, and Alexa felt panicked.

“What are you doing? We’re in the office.” Alexa breathed in a panic.

“I know. No one will come in.”

As she realized that things seemed to be really strange, Alexa’s

pupils contracted, and she was a little wary.

“Terrence, don’t mess around.”

“What do you mean by messing around?”

Terrence slowly reached out to her. Alexa was so scared that she immediately

turned her head to avoid him, but what she imagined did not happen.

“What are you afraid of? Your eyes are tightly closed.”

Alexa opened her eyes, just in time to see Terrence’s perfect profile.

His slightly cool fingertips gently touched her hair and quickly sorted out the hair

ornament that was about to fall.

“It’s done.”

After he finished speaking, Terrence pulled Alexa up and sat down by her side.

“Are you doing this just to help me tidy up my hair accessories?”

“What else? What else are you thinking about?”

Meeting his meaningful gaze, Alexa instantly stopped talking, not

wanting to dwell on the matter.

“Why don’t you let me help you investigate Caspian?” asked

Terrence.

“This is my own business. I don’t want to trouble someone else.”

“I’m not someone else.”

Alexa seemed to have not heard this and changed the topic.

“In short, he is very important to me now.”

With that, she got up.

“Damarion is still waiting for me at home. I have to go back now.”

“Wait.”

Terrence took her hand, and Alexa looked at him doubtfully.

“Forget it. It’s fine. I’ll send you back.”

“No. My driver is waiting for me downstairs.”

After leaving Hudson Group, Alexa went straight back in the car.

“Ms. Duran, Mr. Duran is back today,” Linda Farley, Alexa’s new

assistant, said.

Alexa paused for a moment and then looked at Linda.

“Alright. Let the cook make some dishes that my brother loves. I’ll

go back now.”

“In addition, he also brought a guest back.”

“A guest?”

Just as Alexa walked to the door of the villa, she heard a strange

female voice coming from the living room.

“I want Romanee-Conti. This is not the one. It tastes bad. I won’t

drink it.”

The woman spoke slowly, with a trace of dissatisfaction in her tone.

“Ms. Niebergall, the Romanee-Conti you want is Ms. Duran’s collection. Without

her permission, we do not have the right to open it.”

The servant had already made it clear, but Giselle was prouder and colder when

she heard that, and she became even more displeased.

“Ms. Duran?”

Giselle murmured it with great interest and suddenly chuckled.

“I remember that she even gave birth to a child. Why does she still

stay in the family?”

Giselle paused for a moment and then laughed disdainfully.

“Is it because no man wants her?”

Alexa listened to every word Giselle said and sneered.

When Alexa entered the living room, Giselle immediately stopped

talking.

“We have a guest? Why didn’t anyone tell me in advance?” Alexa

said gracefully.

“Ms. Duran, this is Ms. Niebergall, Mr. Duran’s guest,” the housekeeper said.

“So you are Ms. Duran.”

The smile on Giselle’s face deepened as she deliberately

emphasized the words.

“Nice to meet you.”

Alexa stretched out her hand in a friendly manner, but Giselle just

sat proudly on the side and sorted her shawl, ignoring Alexa.

“Ms. Duran, sit down.”

Giselle said proudly, just like she was the mistress of the house.

The housekeeper gave Alexa a look awkwardly, but she didn’t seem to be angry.

“Hasn’t Keyon come back yet?”

“Oh, Keyon went out to deal with something. He will be back

soon,” Giselle said.

“I see.”

Alexa nodded and shifted her gaze to the wine glass on the table.

“Ms. Niebergall likes wine?” Alexa smiled and said to the housekeeper, “Could you bring

a bottle of Romanee-Conti over

here?”

As she heard this, Giselle’s face finally eased up a little.

Alexa had just sat down on the sofa when Yareli carried Damarion

over.

When she saw the child, Giselle was a bit surprised.

“Ms. Duran, Damarion is awake.” “Damarion, come to me.”

Alexa warmly opened her arms to Damarion, and the little guy

immediately staggered over and threw himself into her arms.

It was winter, and Damarion was wearing much, looking like a meatball.

But even when she saw such a warm scene, Giselle didn’t show any

interest.

However, Damarion was interested in her.

“Madam,” Damarion said seriously.

“Madam? Am I that old?” Giselle frowned.

“Damarion, this is Ms. Niebergall.”

Alexa gently corrected him, but Damarion did not listen to her and

even looked away without a care.

“He is really smart.”

Giselle glanced at them, and Alexa knew that she was saying the

opposite.

“But I have never heard Keyon mention this child’s father?”

“It seems that Ms. Niebergall is very concerned about us.” Alexa spoke unhurriedly. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Although she maintained a polite smile on her face, Alexa’s aura was cold and strong.