Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 222

"Hey, Dylan, Mom invited Elena to the house. Did you know?"

"What did you say!" Dylan was still in a meeting at the company and was shocked to hear the news.

"Mom invited Elena to the house!" he repeated.

"I'm coming back right now."

"Dylan, don't worry. Mom probably just wants to talk to her. After all, she is your fiancée," Patrick reassured him.

Dylan had already hung up.

Patrick sighed. "It seems my brother really cares about Elena."

In the conference room, Dylan put down his phone and said to everyone, "Today's meeting ends here."

Damian immediately slammed the table. "Dylan, what is the meaning of this? The meeting is only halfway through, and you're leaving. Is this how you run things?"

Dylan swept a sharp gaze over him. "I am the CEO. What I say goes. You, the Vice President, had better listen to orders! Meeting adjourned!"

Damian was furious.

He was definitely going to report this to their father.

Dylan rushed out of the company and had Caleb drive him back to the Sinclair estate immediately.

He was too worried about Elena.

He knew exactly what kind of person his mother was.

In the tea room, Elena entered and saw Amber brewing tea.

Her movements were practiced.

Rumor had it the Whitmores were a scholarly family; Dylan's grandparents were professors and researchers of traditional culture.

Influenced by her parents, Amber had inherited the elegance and nobility of a scholarly family.

It just puzzled Elena.

Why would such a noble Amber become Xavier's trophy wife?

It looked glamorous, but in the old days, she would have just been a concubine.

The aroma of tea filled the air, but Elena smelled something unusual.

It was full of tension.

"May I ask why Lady Amber was looking for me?" Elena stepped forward and asked.

Amber kept fussing with the tea in front of her, completely ignoring Elena.

Elena waited a while, but she still didn't make a sound.

Hmph!

Really?

She recalled that when Dylan was at the Whelans', the thing he disliked most was tea.

He preferred plain water.

It seemed Amber was very confident!

"The tea isn't very good. Lady Amber, just speak plainly! No need to beat around the bush," Elena reminded her.

Amber glanced at her. She actually said her tea wasn't good!

She was the first one!

Then she took a card and placed it in front of her.

"What is this, Lady Amber?" Elena asked, confused.

But she had already guessed about seventy or eighty percent of it.

It was like a scene in a novel where the male lead's family throws money in the female lead's face and says, 'Leave my son!'

Just as Elena was letting her imagination run wild, Amber said, "There is ten million dollars in here. Take it and leave my son."

Elena fell silent.