"Aunt? Is she the aunt who had a big fight with my father and ran away from home for several years?" Hearing the words of the butler Freddy, a woman covered in jewels emerged in Loren's mind.
This woman was none other than his aunt, Maeve Morgan. According to the fused memories, the original owner's father actually had an older brother and an older sister, and he was actually the third child.
However, due to some unknown reasons, his uncle unfortunately died in a car accident, leaving behind his aunt and his father. Then a few years later, the two siblings had a big fight over the issue of inheritance of the family property.
Sister Maeve always thought that it was the original owner's father who hired people to murder her brother in order to compete for the Morgan family's property, so she always disliked him and targeted him everywhere, and finally they even drew their swords against each other.
But based on the fused memories, Loren knew that the truth was not so. His father had never wanted to be the head of the Morgan family from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, he even wanted to leave the Morgan family and live his own life.
However, when his eldest brother died, his father forced him to inherit the position of head of the family. No matter how he resisted, it was useless. He actually explained it to his sister Maeve Morgan, but she didn't believe him.
Instead, she felt that it was her younger brother who had been bewitching their father to hand over the position of head of the family to him.
Three years ago, after the original owner's father's resistance failed, he had to inherit the position of the head of the Morgan family. From that day on, his aunt left the Morgan family and completely cut off contact with them, which was considered a parting of ways.
Three years have passed, but he didn't expect that this aunt who had disappeared for so long would suddenly appear. This is really too abnormal. You know, this aunt did not show up at the funeral of the original owner's parents.
When things are abnormal, there must be something wrong. His aunt might have bad intentions!
But since the other party has already come, there is naturally no reason for him, as her nephew, not to see her.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately asked 2B to help him put on clothes, but because he had grown so much taller, all his previous clothes could no longer fit him, so he could only temporarily have someone send back a few black suits from outside.
As he put on the black suit, Loren's muscular body was immediately hidden. This perfectly illustrates what it means to look thin when dressed and have muscles when undressed. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he looks noble, like a prince in a European palace.
Looking at the extraordinary temperament of Loren, 2B's face flushed, her eyes full of admiration and fascination for Loren. If the conditions did not allow it, she would have pounced on him again.
"Let's go! Let's go meet my aunt together!" Loren walked leisurely towards the hall of the manor, while 2B followed behind him with a respectful look on her face, like a well-behaved and obedient wife.
In the reception area of the hall, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup was sitting there dignified and elegantly. On the table to her right was a gift box, and no one knew what was inside.
Anyway, before Loren got close, his enhanced olfactory system smelled a hint of fragrance, which obviously contained some kind of food.
And this graceful middle-aged woman was none other than his aunt, Maeve Morgan.
Seeing Loren coming, Maeve immediately smiled. She stood up gracefully and took the initiative to walk towards Loren.
"Oh, my dear nephew, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown so tall. You look like a real man."
As Maeve spoke, she raised her hand to touch Loren's cheek.
But before she could touch him, Loren took a step back calmly and dodged cleverly.
"Ms. Maeve, it seems that you and I are not that familiar with each other."
Based on his merged memories, Loren learned that the so-called aunt in front of him actually never liked him. She had even deliberately humiliated him when he was little, simply because she didn't like her father. After knowing this, how could he possibly get close to such an aunt? In his opinion, Maeve's intimacy at this moment was just a disguise. But why does she pretend? This made him even more wary of his aunt.
When Maeve heard Loren's words, a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.
"My dear nephew, I know you hate me for not attending your parents' funeral, but that's because I didn't know about this before. I only learned the news not long ago, so I rushed here immediately." Maeve looked at Loren sincerely and said.
Her expression was a little hurt, and her eyes were full of sorrow. People who didn't know her would really think she was sad for her brother when they saw her like this. But Loren clearly understood that all this was just an act by the other party. The hatred this aunt held for her father reached an unimaginable level, so how could she possibly be sad about his death!
"Ms. Maeve, you don't have to act in front of me. I am well aware of the grudge between you and my father. Tell me, what is the reason for your sudden visit?" Loren said very directly, without giving any face at all.
Hearing this, a hint of viciousness flashed in Maeve's eyes, but it was fleeting and quickly hidden by her.
"Nephew, you really misunderstood me. I admit that I had some conflicts with your father back then, but we are siblings after all. Broken bones still connect us! Compared to life and death, our conflicts are nothing! Don't you agree?"
"Really? So I'm narrow-minded? If you really think so, then I can still call you aunt." Listening to Maeve's words, Loren nodded silently, with a smile on his face.
"That's what I said! The conflict between your father and I has long since disappeared. Besides, the affairs of our generation shouldn't involve you younger generations. I'm really relieved that you can forgive me.
"By the way, this is a European-style pastry I made myself. I brought it specially for you to taste. I hope you like it." Maeve said, and handed the box on the table to Loren.
Then she gently opened it, revealing rows of exquisitely crafted snacks. However, as the box was opened, a faint fragrance entered Loren's nostrils, which made Loren frown slightly.
"Your tea snacks are really fragrant!" Loren picked up a biscuit and said with a hint of joking.
"Haha, I mixed a little bit of tea leaves from China into it, so it has a bit of tea fragrance. Try it, it's delicious."
"Well, it's rare that my aunt would personally make snacks for me, so of course I have to give her this favor."
Loren nodded and put the biscuit into his mouth and started chewing.
As she watched him eat the biscuits, Maeve couldn't help but show a look of secret joy on her face.
At this moment, Loren's expression suddenly changed drastically.
Then he fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face, and then raised his finger to point at Maeve and said, "You...this cookie is poisonous?!!!"