Since She Met Lucian novel Chapter 33

"And... Mrs. Fannie went here today too..." Lily was so nervous that her whole body was shaking.

"I see. You may leave now." Lucian looked no different than usual. He turned and nonchalantly asked Amelia, "Do you want to go to the Zhan mansion with me?"

She couldn't turn him down since he had asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure what happened last time won't happen again," Lucian added.

Lucian's words drew Amelia's attention. A hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, the image of Fannie slapping her across the face flashed in her mind.

Knowing what he meant, Amelia smiled, "Don't worry. I'll try my best not to piss your mother off."

While Amelia seemed perfectly agreeable, her tone sounded distant as if she was trying to prove a point to Lucian.

They arrived at the Zhan mansion when evening came. All the lights were turned on but there was nothing but silence.

It was Darren who came out to welcome Lucian and Amelia as the rest of the other servants were busy inside the mansion. Nicholas was sitting on the sofa, having a cup of tea. Upon seeing the two arrive, he said simply, "You're here."

This was Amelia's third time meeting Nicholas. While they didn't talk much, she felt as if he was much easier to get along with than Fannie. He hadn't fully accepted her yet but at the very least, he didn't sneer at her or glare at her the way Fannie did.

In response, Amelia gave a polite salute to him.

Nicholas beckoned for them to have a seat. Initially, Amelia wanted Lucian to sit down first before she did but to her surprise, Lucian grabbed her hand and led her to the sofa, saying, "Sit."

She suddenly froze. The warmth of Lucian's hands enveloped hers making her feel all tingly inside.

"Lucian, I heard the Zhan Group's acquired a couple of big projects. I've checked the numbers and it seems you've done a good job. I'm very satisfied with how you're running things." Nicholas looked up. He glanced at Amelia at first then fixed his gentle eyes on Lucian last.

Lucian nodded slightly and did not answer. He just knew that Nicholas hadn't asked him to come here just to say that.

Just as Amelia was wondering where Fannie was, she suddenly heard the voice. "Is Lucian here? Did he bring that woman with him?"

It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was referring to Amelia.

Amelia suddenly sat up straight. Her eyes sharpened and her stomach twisted in knots in nervousness.

Suddenly, she felt a hand move behind her and grasp her waist.

She turned to look at Lucian who was calm as ever. 'I wish Lucian would let go of me,' she thought to herself. However, at that moment, Fannie was walking toward them, her face unreadable. She wore an elegant dress that made her look gorgeous.

"Lucian, I went to the SJ Garden today but you weren't home. I thought you were busy so I didn't call you." After that, she looked at Amelia and said coldly, "Looks like we have a problem here!"

Amelia averted her gaze.

"Mom, I know what you want to say," Lucian said in an icy tone, tightening his grip on Amelia. He then turned to look at her dotingly and smiled. "We love each other and we want to spend the rest of our lives together."

Amelia quivered in shock, giving Lucian a look of disbelief, eyes wide open.

Despite knowing that Lucian was only saying this to put up an act, she still found herself longing for his words to be real.

He shouldn't have said that! Fannie turned her gaze to Amelia and asked, "I heard that you two are sleeping in two separate bedrooms?"

Amelia was startled.

It seems as if Fannie had gotten her facts right—Amelia and Lucian were sleeping in two separate bedrooms.

"Well, why don't you go and tell the police about it? You have such good observational skills!" With a snort, Lucian asked coldly, "Did you see the portrait of Amelia's mother?"

Amelia was too scared to look at Fannie.

It was a well-known fact that rich and powerful families such as the Zhan family strictly followed certain rules and traditions. With that, they believed that displaying a portrait such as Iris's would bring bad luck to their family.

"It's good that you brought that up because I was just about to mention it." Fannie continued, directing her question to Amelia this time, "Did you purposely bring that portrait of your mother to bring bad luck to our family?"

Without a doubt, Fannie believed that Iris's portrait hanging in their villa at the SJ Garden was a symbol of bad luck and misfortune.

Amelia was frozen in place. She could feel her chest tightening in anxiety.