Chapter 181

Even after nearly thirty years, the man in front of her didn’t look all that different from back in the day. Sure, he had more wrinkles and looked older, but he still had that same poised, good-looking air about him. He was Harold Allen—the young master of the Allen family. She used to live in the Allen household with her mom for years, only leaving when she went off to college in Cloudmere. Harold looked at Diana Young up close now, his gaze sharp and focused. The way they looked at each other made Claire Richards and Frank Richards both feel a little... suspicious. “You’re... Edith’s daughter, right? Irene?” Harold finally pulled a memory from the back of his mind, picturing a younger face. He was stunned. Diana’s heart practically skipped a beat. She would’ve never guessed she’d run into him again in this way, not after all these years. But at this point, all she could do was keep her composure. She smiled, “Young Master, I’m Diana, not Irene.” “Oh, right, Diana. My bad,” Harold apo