Chapter 55 Marrying Her Was Your Own Choice

When the household staff led Adeline to a gazebo, she saw Christopher standing under the eaves. The surrounding vines had grown perfectly, casting a lush green shade. In a perfectly tailored suit, he looked even taller and more dignified. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette, he stood there with an air of superiority. Upon hearing footsteps, he turned toward Adeline and smirked slightly. "Come here." Still angry from what had happened in the car, she avoided looking at him. What was the point of being handsome if he wasn't sincere? The two walked into a quieter area of the yard, where a few household staff were trimming plants and several security guards were patrolling the area. The large mahogany door in front of them was open, and a faint aroma of essential oils wafted. Before they entered, they saw an elderly man in a suit leaning on an intricately carved wooden cane. He was holding a brush and writing on paper. It was Christopher's grandfather, Howa