"Ah?"
Thea Shaw thought for a moment, "Your aunt is the missing daughter of Old Master Rhodes?"
Franklin Rhodes sneered, "You're the fortune teller, and you're asking me?"
Thea Shaw smiled and said, "I'm here to see Old Master Rhodes."
This Franklin Rhodes really seemed to be asking for a beating.
Franklin glared at Thea Shaw, but eventually stepped aside to let her pass.
He looked at Thea Shaw's delicate and enchanting profile, and her every move exuded grace and a touch of ethereal charm, causing his Adam's apple to bob up and down.
But he also knew that the person in front of him was still the girlfriend of that madman from the Ford Family.
In Aethelgard, he dared to provoke anyone, except for the Ford Family.
Keeping his gaze fixed on Thea Shaw, he followed her inside.
"Grandpa Rhodes, I've come to see you."
Old Master Rhodes was lying in bed, and just like Old Mr. Kensington had said, he looked like a man who had swiftly returned to his nineties.
