Chapter 23 Return Of Ex-wife

• Soon, Ingrid and Roxanne arrived at the old Everett Mansion. It was located on a mountain near the coast. Although the mansion was old, it was one of the most expensive estates in Greyport. The Everett family had countless properties all over the world, but Margaret had always lived in the old mansion. During the holidays, Bruce would go back here to live with his grandmother. Ingrid drove along the mountain road, slowly getting into the lush greenery. Even the oxygen here. was abundant and clean. Greyport was a very busy city, and the air pollution was also serious. Nevertheless, this place was like an isolated fairyland. At the gate, the handsome young guard stopped the car and asked warily, “What are your business here?”
• Ingrid rolled down the window hastily and gave the young guard a sweet smile. “It’s me. I just got off the phone with your butler. I have an appointment with Margaret at ten o’clock!” “Oh, so you must be Mrs. Haynes!” said the guard and opened the gate.. Ingrid and Roxanne went through two more gates after that. The car had been driving for more than ten minutes, and finally, they arrived at the front yard of the villa. “Greetings, Mrs. Haynes, Ms. Haynes,” Margaret’s butler, Korbin, greeted them. He had been waiting at the door. Korbin wore a neat tail coat and gold–rimmed glasses, polite and meticulous. He had been working here for over 30 years, and he was Margaret’s most trusted servant. “Oh, dear, this place is huge! It’s several times bigger than our house,” said Ingrid. Even though she was a rich lady, she still couldn’t help but be amazed by the splendid mansion. Ten minutes later, the butler took Ingrid and Roxanne into the living room.
• The living room was more like a banquet hall, in Roxanne’s opinion. It was so large that it was enough to hold a party for hundreds of people. And the old lady, Margaret Everett, caught her eyes at once. Margaret was sitting on the sofa. A pair of glasses with a chain was placed on her nose, and she was wearing a gown with a silk shawl on her shoulder. Margaret was so noble and dignified that it was not hard to tell her beauty when she was young. “So nice to meet you, Mrs. Everett!” Ingrid said. “It’s been a long time!” She smiled obsequiously as she approached Margaret to shake her hand. Margaret just sat there without even looking at her. She had no interest in responding to Ingrid’s flattering, false manner. “Yeah, it has. Now, please, be seated,” said the old lady indifferently. Smiling awkwardly, Ingrid quickly handed over the fancy gifts she had bought. “Here, this is our gift for you, Mrs. Everett. A small token of our appreciation. Please, take it.” “Oh, you’re so kind,” said Margaret and turned to speak to the maids aside. “Tea for our guests!” She was petting the cat in her arms, showing no interest in the gift at all.