Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 224

Seeing him engrossed in his documents, Maja dared not disturb him and silently arrived at their destination.

Bob stepped out of the car, first thanking Ian, then pointed to a villa in the distance.

"That's where you'll find who you're looking for. We can take Mr. Raymond there for a look-see. I've done the bit Daly asked me to, now off you go."

Maja turned to thank Ian, then Mr. James, before heading toward the villa.

But she'd only taken a few steps when she heard Ian's voice.

"If they give you the cold shoulder, drop my name."

Maja was taken aback. Was Mr. Felton chummy with Ian?

If that was the case, things just got a whole lot easier.

A smile spread across her face, her eyes sparkling.

"Mr. Raymond, cheers."

The midday sun was blazing, glaring off her and making Ian squint.

He looked away, continuing his chat with the leaders nearby.

Maja arrived at the villa and rang the bell.

The villa was designed in a European style; even with the door half open, you could see the garden inside.

The owner sure had good taste.

Soon, a servant-like figure emerged. When he saw her, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Can I help you?"

"Hello, I'm here to see Mr. Felton. I heard he's home today, just dropping by for a visit."

The servant hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door.

"Mr. Felton is indeed home today but doesn't usually entertain uninvited guests. Come in; I’ll put in a word for you. Let's see if he'll see you."

Maja was attractive and charming, so the servant was willing to let her in.

Initially, when he heard a visitor was coming, he thought it was a young man. He didn't expect it to be a young woman.

"Herbert was my teacher. I was fortunate to study under him for a while."

Herbert was quite peculiar and seldom taught students. He indeed had a student before but didn't want to disclose the student's name.

Now seeing Maja, Felton was surprised. “This twenty-something young woman was Herbert's last student?”

"When my teacher was recreating this painting, he studied its style for a long time. You live here most of the time and seldom go out, so it's not surprising you like it. This place is undeveloped, and it has the characteristics of the style of this painting."

Hearing this, Felton smiled and gestured to the seat opposite him.

"Please sit. Are you here about the cherry wood flooring issue?"

Maja nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed, "I didn't want to be turned away earlier, so I dropped my teacher's name. I hope you don't mind."

Her attitude was very straightforward, and her eyes were crystal clear.

Felton sighed; she was around the same age as his daughter.