Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 320

“You should listen to my arrangements on what you should say and do after you go in later.”

His tone was attractive and low. He clearly did not say anything about a plan but she felt that he had thought of a way, giving her an inexplicable sense of security.

He should already have a plan in mind, right? Was he waiting here on purpose? He knew that she would certainly back down.

Mixed emotions filled Xavia’s heart.

In spite of hating him that she did not want to have any interactions with him, she still had to submit to him and rely on him at the end of the day.

It seemed that she was no different from Mrs. Lockhart, right?

When both of them stepped into the old mansion, another gentle and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness of the night.

As he stared at their slowly fading backs, he narrowed his eyes under his glasses with a look of amazement, disbelief and fierceness.

Jenna fell into the water on her wedding day and was now in a vegetative state? The person just now was not Jenna? Who was it then?

He turned around and left quickly to look into it.

In the traditional living room in the Burton family’s old mansion, the lights were brightly lit and almost all of the furniture and furnishings in the mansion was made out of dawn redwood, exuding a faint fragrance.

However, an old woman was seated in the highest armchair, looking serious. The other people sitting on either side also had various different expressions on their faces.

The atmosphere was oppressive and depressing.

Xavia, who followed Zivon’s side, walked over there and said nervously, “Good evening, Grandma.”

“What is so good about the night? You both anger Grandma so much that she already has one foot in the grave now!” Helen spoke up to add fuel to the fire, fearing that the conversation would not heat up.

The other people also chimed in. “That’s right, Miss Lockhart. Oh, no. Should I say Miss Princess instead? You seem to enjoy showing your face in public and appear on the trending search every other day.”

“You even posted pictures of you in your pajamas on the Internet to display your affection to others? Are you really that afraid that people would not remember your existence?”

“Uncle Zivon, why are you now relying on making appearances and creating hype to get noticed now? Aunt-in-law even dared to disrespect you in front of people all over the world! Do you know what all the netizens are talking about now? I’m really worried about the company’s stocks.”

Each and every word was just an attempt to rub salt into the wound.

Zivon stood coldly and arrograntly under the light with a handsome appearance and a chill aura around him. Not a trace of panic was visible on him, but on the contrary, he seemed dangerous.