Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game novel Chapter 2

The next day, Ophelia drove to the Chambers Mansion after seeing Zachariah off to work. The butler, Mr. Harley Jordan, greeted her with a smile.

“You’re finally back, young madam. Madam has been asking about you these days.”

Ophelia got out of the car and responded with a smile. “How is she? I miss Mom’s cooking a lot as I’ve been away for a month. That’s why I’m rushing back.”

Mr. Jordan chuckled. “She’s in good health. She’s bored sometimes, as both master and young master are busy with work.”

“Mom won’t be bored now that I’m back.”

Ophelia stepped into the house, with stiletto heels clicking with every step.

Located halfway up the hillside, the Chambers’ mansion villa covered a vast area of over a thousand hectares. As for the Chambers family members, it was quite simple. Mrs. Helena Chambers had a son and a daughter. Her son was Zachariah and her daughter was Savannah. Mrs. Chambers was in her sixties, but thanks to her extensive skincare routine, she resembled a woman in her early forties.

Apart from Savannah’s prejudice against Ophelia, the Chambers’ family was wonderful to her, especially Helena. She treated Ophelia as she did her daughter. However, she didn’t know that her son and Ophelia’s marriage was based on a contract.

Ophelia loathed parting with Helena even after the divorce. Helena didn’t have the usual arrogance often seen in wealthy women. She was easy-going, dignified, and magnanimous. Talking to her was as natural as breathing fresh air.

“Mom,” Ophelia called out sweetly to the woman sitting on the sofa.

The woman wore delicate makeup and a simple yet elegant dress.

Seeing that it was Ophelia, Helena smiled courteously and said, “You’re back, Ophelia dear! Come and sit beside me.”

Ophelia walked over and snuggled next to Helena on the sofa.

Helena looked at her from head to toe and said, “Why are you getting thinner?”

“That’s because I didn’t get to eat your cooking and was starved.”

Delighted by her sweet words, Helena laughed. “I’ll cook some of your favorite dishes later for you to make up for the weight loss.”

“You’re the best, Mom,” Ophelia said pleasantly, as if she were Helena’s biological daughter.

“You’re far beyond the age of kissing up. You make me sick,” a sickly sweet female voice called, and Ophelia knew who it was without turning her head.

“Savannah, she’s your sister-in-law. How can you say that?” Helena asked with a frown.

Savannah snorted coldly, and said, “How is she my sister-in-law? She’s just a woman bought by my brother.”

Helena’s expression darkened visibly as she frowned. “Savannah, stop talking like that or you will regret it.”