Chapter 71 What Is Going On

Rhett's grip stayed steady on the wheel, his tone barely fluctuating as he said, "On the way." His gaze swept briefly toward Lila in the passenger seat, and he added, "I've got it handled." With that, he ended the call without hesitation. Lila, on the other hand, froze in her seat. Was Imelda at Draven Manor as well? What started as a simple favor suddenly felt like walking into a trap. Lila would have to pretend to date her best friend's uncle, right in front of said best friend! There was no backing out now. Soon, the car rolled through ornate wrought-iron gates and came to a halt in front of a stately old manor. Rhett stepped out first. By the entrance, a young woman in a pale yellow dress paced anxiously. Of course, it was Imelda in the flesh. The moment she spotted Rhett, she hurried over, lowering her voice in concern. "Uncle Rhett, you're finally here! She's already dragged her suitcase to the door, making a big deal about going to the nursing home!" Rhett remained calm.