Twins-The Unforeseen Legacy of My Ex's Uncle-in-Law Novel - Chapter 309

Chapter 309 At the buffet, Drusilla grabbed some food for herself and the kids and settled down at a table. Lilith sat nearby, and a server brought her something without even asking. She looked over at Drusilla and said, "Aunt Drusilla, I heard you and Uncle Enoch are heading for splitsville?" Drusilla looked down and muttered, "So what if we are?" "Just a shame, that's all," Lilith replied, her voice dripping with schadenfreude. Drusilla glanced at her and smirked just as her phone rang. It was Oberon on the line. "Mrs. Taylor, Mr. Taylor needs to see you.

Could you come over?" "Where?" Drusilla asked. "The lounge," Oberon informed. Drusilla glanced at the kids and then at Blythe. "I've got to step out for a bit. Colton, Cormac, stay here with grandma, okay?" Colton and Cormac nodded. Leaving the buffet, Drusilla made her way to the lounge and bumped into Harlan in the hallway. "Aunt Drusilla, what brings you here? Need any help?" Harlan offered, a teasing tone in his voice. "No need." Drusilla was all too aware of the snark hidden behind his respectful address. Harlan, seeing her scowl, felt even more pleased.

"Heard about the divorce with Enoch." Drusilla replied tersely, "And what of it?" This couple, each more annoying than the last. "Nothing much. Just find it sad for you! Barely got your foot in the Taylor family and now, with Odette back your high society dreams crushed Life's full of surprises isn't it? Harlan gloated. S to'FindNovel.net Drusilla gave him a look. His smugness was truly nauseating. "I've got things to do," she said, trying to leave. Harlan blocked her way. "This lounge is for executives only. Regular folks can't just stroll in." Was he using his status to hassle her now?

"I'm here for Enoch," Drusilla stated. "That's even less likely then," Harlan retorted. "Uncle Enoch probably doesn't want to see you now. With the divorce and all, best not to bother him." "Harlan," Drusilla said coolly, "are you hard of hearing or just slow? We're not divorced yet. And since when do I need your permission to see my own husband?" "What's the difference? You're getting divorced anyway," Harlan sneered, recalling how he'd been slighted by Drusilla in the past. Now it was his turn to get back at her. But just then, Oberon's voice came from behind Harlan.

Drusilla looked up and said, "Perfect timing, Harlan's blocking my way." Oberon approached, eyed Harlan, and quipped, "Mr. Stanton seems to have a lot of free time today?" Harlan, caught off guard as he thought Drusilla was imposing on Oberon could only weakly excuse Thɪs chapter is updated by find•novel.net himself was just worried she might get lost and needed directions." FindNovel.net Drusilla ignored him and followed Oberon straight to Enoch's lounge. At the door, Oberon said, "Mr. Taylor is inside." Drusilla hesitated, hand on the doorknob, then turned to Oberon, "What... does he want?"