It was a landline number that she did not recognize.

Thinking it might be a sales call, Emmeline rejected the call.

But the landline number called again quickly.

Emmeline thought about it for a minute, then answered the call with one hand.

An old voice came from the phone. “Ms. Emmeline?”

Emmeline was taken aback. “Yes, who is this?”

“I am Fabian Ryker, the butler of the Ryker residence.”

“Oh.” Emmeline frowned, feeling something was not quite right, “Sir, why are you calling me? Is there something wrong?”

“It’s about Old Mr. Ryker,” Fabian said. “Please come over.”

Emmeline was anxious. Did Abel guess correctly? Old Mr. Ryker is looking for me? But what can he want from me?

“Old Mr. Ryker wants to see me,” Emmeline asked, “Can you tell me what it’s about?”

“Ms. Emmeline, it’s better if you come in person,” Fabian said, “How can I explain it clearly over the phone?”

“Okay,” Emmeline agreed, “Please tell him that I’ll be there soon.”

After hanging up the phone, Emmeline remembered Abel’s instructions.

She felt it was necessary to inform Abel.

So she dialed Abel’s number with one hand.

But Abel’s phone was unreachable.

She tried three times in a row but only got an unreachable tone.

Emmeline did not know that Abel’s phone was in airplane mode.

She put away her phone, turned around at the intersection ahead, and headed toward the Ryker residence.

Abel raised his wrist to glance at the understated yet luxurious Patek Philippe watch. It was 9.00 am.

The plane would land in half an hour.

He hoped that nothing would happen to Emmeline during this time and that all his anxious thoughts were just unnecessary worries.

Emmeline’s car passed the flyover as the plane flew in the sky.

Half an hour later, she entered the courtyard of the Ryker residence.

She parked her Aston Martin in the parking space and suddenly saw Adam strolling from under the corridor.

Adam? When Emmeline saw this person, she immediately remembered Abel’s warning, which was true.

But now, she had already entered the Ryker residence.

It was not easy to turn back.

Emmeline held a few needles from her handbag between her fingers.

“Emmeline, how are you?”

With a cigar in his mouth, Adam greeted Emmeline with a graceful and elegant smile.

“Adam, it’s been a long time,” Emmeline smiled.

Her smile was pure and innocent, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, making her look charming.

Adam narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that he was coveting Emmeline.

Unfortunately, she never became his wife. If Abel were not his brother, he would have fought for her. But now he felt he could not disgrace his family.

“Where’s Abel?” Adam asked intentionally, “Why didn’t he come with you?”

“He went on a temporary business trip,” Emmeline replied calmly, “He won’t be back for a few days.”

“Is that so?” Adam made a gesture of invitation, “Let’s get in.”

“Do you know why Grandad suddenly called me?” Emmeline asked.

“I don’t know either,” Adam puffed his cigar. “I just came over.”

“Oh,” Emmeline nodded, “Then let’s go in together.”

They entered the hall, and Oscar was sitting on the sofa, holding his cane with two hands.

His bald head, tough face, and deep eyes made Emmeline feel like she was seeing a principal from a TV drama.

“Old Mr. Ryker,” Emmeline politely called him.

“Shouldn’t you call me grandad?” Oscar’s voice was cold.

“Grandad,” Emmeline replied immediately.

She and Abel were not married yet, so Oscar had not given her permission to call him grandad. But she felt it was right to show respect to older adults.

She called him Grandad only because he was old, not because he was Grandpa of Abel.

“Hmm,” Oscar put down his cane and sipped tea from his cup, “Just stand there and talk.”

Emmeline was anxious, feeling that the older man had no good intentions. Did he make me stand to speak? Are they interrogating me?