Chapter 4: A Needle Hidden in the Word

The next day, there was a cautious knock on the door. "Mr. Chase, young Mrs. Chase, senior Mrs. Chase are waiting for you two in the lobby." "Hmm." Camilo Chase stood in front of the full-length mirror and straightened his cuff buttons, and replied indifferently. Hearing the voice, Alaia Allen slowly got up from the sofa, scanned the room in a daze, and met Camilo Chase's shallow eyes. "Ten minutes for you." After speaking, Camilo Chase walked out of the room. Alaia Allen curled her lips, she was married anyway, not to mention that Camilo Chase's disease made her very interested, instead of causing him, Mr. Chase, why not just wait and see what happened, and see where the poison in his body came from? Ten minutes later, Alaia Allen came downstairs in a long light purple dress. There is a row of antique glass doors in the living room, and the sunshine in the courtyard makes the rosewood furniture in the living room glow with ancient charm of wood color, blending with modern furnishings, suitable for both movement and stillness, which surprised Alaia Allen a little. The Chase family is indeed the first family in San Jose, the mansion is surrounded by mountains, and Mr. Chase is actually a separate courtyard. Alaia Allen walked out the door, and the slender figure of Camilo Chase stood quietly in the courtyard. The sun fell on him, the tips of his hair shone with light, and even the movement of throwing fish food became elegant and indifferent, like a fairy, but the wound on his lip was a bit glaring. She took advantage of the opportunity to touch her own lips, which was also a wound, and they were just a pair. Bah, who is pairing with him. "Don't talk nonsense." Camilo Chase took the handkerchief handed over by Beau Adkins and wiped his hands, his cool voice sounded a little warning. "Hmm." She wasn't stupid, did she tell others that she was almost bitten to death by Mr. Chase at night? "Let's go." Camilo Chase glanced at Alaia Allen from the end of his eyes, the ugly girl was calm, I hope he read it right this time. When the two walked out of the yard, Alaia Allen looked up and silently wrote down the name of the yard, Noosa. Through the back garden of the Chase family, Alaia Allen followed Camilo Chase into the living room. The servant preached, "senior Mrs. Chase, someone is here." "Camilo, let your daughter-in-law come closer to me to have a look. I was afraid of delaying you two last night, so I didn't bother you." Senior Mrs. Chase's hearty voice was full of joy. Camilo Chase coldly pushed Alaia Allen, who was bowing her head. Alaia Allen stepped forward and raised her head bravely, and all five pairs of eyes stared at the red spots at the corners of her eyes, with different expressions. Surprised, ridiculed, and unfortunately, only one pair of eyes glanced at her and looked past her to Camilo Chase beside her. The apricot eyes are lingering and full of sadness, a look that I still feel pity for. The owner of the eyes is even more beautiful, like a finely crafted doll, with a soft and graceful look. What's the relationship between this woman and Camilo Chase? Alaia Allen was thinking, when a pair of delicate white hands held her. With a coquettish smile, "senior Mrs. Chase, don't blame her for being impolite. Alaia Allen is just a country girl, cowardly, and barely read a book. Naturally, she hasn't seen any big scenes." Alaia Allen looked at the woman, wearing a beige silk long dress, her dignified and elegant face was full of kindness, and her gestures were full of dignity. She must be the wife of a son of senior Mrs. Chase. Senior Mrs. Chase has four sons, the eldest son died young, and the eldest grandson Camilo Chase inherited his father's business and became the youngest family manager in San Jose. As for the other three sons, each with power, Alaia Allen has never met. "Alaia Allen, why are you so dumb? Although your appearance is damaged, you have entered the door of our Chase family anyway. Don't be too rude, otherwise it will appear that you won't be able to get on the stage if others see it?" The woman smiled softly, and looked at Alaia Allen with a trace of disdain, although it was fleeting, it was still caught by Alaia Allen. This woman is not simple. It sounds like she is helping Alaia Allen out of her words, but there is a needle in her words, reminding everyone present that Alaia Allen is rude, ignorant, and a stupid and ugly country girl. Even senior Mrs. Chase, who was originally sorry for Alaia Allen, frowned in dissatisfaction. It's over!