When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 962: Using Her as a Scapegoat

Rachel kept her cool for a few seconds before smiling slightly, "It’s nothing, I’m sorry for interrupting." She bowed slightly to the girl, then turned and walked away.

Her heart was pounding, unable to calm down for a long ti.

Today is a day of celebration, and naturally, sad topics shouldn’t be discussed, especially with an outsider.

But this girl’s silhouette and deanor really bore so resemblance to Faye Turner; she wondered if President Lancaster had noticed.

Is it possible for two people in the world to look so alike?

Moreover, her eyes were quite similar too.

As Rachel left, the girl’s eyes kept replaying in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more they resembled Faye’s.

Gia stood there, staring blankly at her, until her figure vanished from sight.

Her emotions were also turbulent and unable to settle.

Thus, Gia was seeking an opportunity; once the guests left Adrian Lancaster’s side, she planned to approach him for a talk.

Chase Fletcher followed closely behind his wife, always looking out for her safety. "Rachel, what’s wrong?"

"President Lancaster." Rachel’s voice was soft as she halted in front of Adrian Lancaster.

When Adrian Lancaster looked at Rachel, his expression was entirely different from the one he had when he looked at Rhiannon Xavier, gentle and patient.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Rachel asked, "There was a girl who looked very similar to Faye; did you see her?"

Upon hearing this, sothing flickered in Adrian Lancaster’s deep-set eyes. "You think so too?"

So he did see her?

Rachel t his gaze, nodding firmly. "Very similar, the eyes too, except... her face has changed."

Could it be that when she was pushed off the riverbank, her face was disfigured?

Or was her head injured? Is there a possibility of amnesia?

Within a re two seconds, Adrian Lancaster had such suspicions.

Rachel also found the resemblance, thus inspiring Adrian Lancaster, reinforcing his internal judgnt.

Adrian Lancaster looked at her, said nothing further, but he already knew what to do.

As for Rachel, she had so understanding of President Lancaster and believed he would take so action.

This matter needed to be clarified, even if there was only a glimr of hope.

Tonight, Gia, though she said nothing, rely stood there, and that alone was enough to draw a lot of attention.

Her beauty, unmatched, exuded naturally from within.

"Look at that girl, I’ve heard she’s the Xavier Family’s young master’s girlfriend. She’s so beautiful."

"Truly fortunate, I wonder which family’s miss she is?"

"With such elegance, her family background must be excellent as well."

"She’s so pretty, such a delight to look at."

These complints reached Rhiannon Xavier’s ears, igniting a blaze of jealousy within her!

She is the real lady of the Xavier Family! How did this girl of unclear origin steal her spotlight?!

She turned her gaze to Gia, seeing Gia’s composed deanor amidst this grand scene, and couldn’t help but wish to tear her face apart!

While soone with a glass of wine went up to chat with her brother, Gia seed headed to the restroom.

Rhiannon Xavier, as if seizing the mont, lifted her dress and walked toward her with a straight posture.

"You’ve been to the restroom twice already, what’s the matter? Not feeling well?"

As Gia ca out of the restroom, Rhiannon awaited her outside, her arms crossed, jeering, "Have you never tasted such high-class wine, so you drink it like water? Do you even know how to savor it?"

As she said this, she rolled her eyes at Gia, "Do you think you’re really invited here to feast and drink to your heart’s content? Can’t you mind your manners?"

Gia had no desire to argue with her there, after all, causing a scene would only disgrace the Xavier Family.

Thus, she didn’t respond, her gaze shifted as she planned to walk past her, but Rhiannon grabbed her wrist, stopping her in her tracks!

"Who do you think you are to ignore ?" Rhiannon seethed, wishing she could devour her whole.