Eighty

Hailey immediately came back to her senses and strode into the room casually hiding her judgement staree and inner thoughts as she threw on a fake smile instantly. She settled in the single seater seat across him and crossed her legs relaxedly.

She had made up her mind to stop trying to figure out what he wanted to do. Since Nolan was not home and couldn't deal with him, as the mistress of the house and his trusted side, she had to keep his support.

"To what do we owe this pleasure, Uncle Max?" She asked, smiling gently as a servant walked into the settee placing a plate of marshmallows on the table for her too. She looked at who it was and smiled gently. "Thanks, Lana."

Then she picked a marshmallow and chewed on it too as Lana left. She looked at Max from the corner of her eyes. "It's been a while since you last came to visit us."

Max narrowed his eyes gently as he looked at the young lady, his gaze contemplating. It had indeed been a while since he came to the mansion and although