The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Lydia Williams watched the two talking happily, exchanged a glance with the middle-aged woman beside her, and then instructed the servant to prepare some fruit and snacks.

She was a singer by profession, and so was Lia Chester’s mother. The two of them got along quite well in the earlier years.

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Over the years, they’ve had less contact, but have always kept in touch.

After Koa Jackson and Mia Ginger’s engagement was called off, Old Master Jackson fell ill. Even after recovering, his health was not quite the same.

Mainly, his memory wasn’t good; sometimes he would forget what he had just said.

However, he always worried about Koa Jackson’s marriage, bringing it up every few days.

In order to show her efforts, Lydia had to make up for it.

She kept an eye out for potential matches for Koa Jackson, looking around until she unexpectedly focused on Lia Chester.

Actually, she wasn’t quite satisfied.

Primarily because the Chester Family was also one of the six major noble families, and she wasn’t too keen on finding Koa Jackson a marriage partner with such a strong background.

But she couldn’t stand the pressure from Old Master Jackson and Zane Jackson.

Zane Jackson kept watch, and as a stepmother with a singer’s background, Lydia considered that it might be harder to handle, so why not choose Lia Chester, who was studying medicine?

Her profession was her advantage, and when she slightly mentioned it to Old Master Jackson, he thought, this girl is smart, has ideas, is kind and generous, and they share the same profession. Surely, she would have common topics with Koa Jackson.

Thus, there arose the idea of letting them meet.

In fact, she started planning it days ago.

Yesterday, when she heard Marianne Jackson’s call, she was startled and hurried to put it on the schedule.

No matter what, she would never let Mia Ginger into the house.

That girl Mia is full of thorns, has already quarreled with her, and even fought with Marianne and Bryan Jackson. Marrying her into the family would be disastrous, wouldn’t it?

Koa Jackson was originally a cold personality, just returned to the country at the beginning of the year, engrossed in his work, never cared about any matters in the group, a cherished treasure of Old Master Jackson and Zane Jackson. This attitude was exactly what she couldn’t have dreamed of, delighting her.

But now, because of Mia Ginger, he obviously had some opinions about her.

The relationship problems had to be mended. How could she tolerate Mia Ginger coming into the house? Wouldn’t that only exacerbate conflicts?

Absolutely not.

So she acted as if she didn’t know and didn’t tell Old Master Jackson, directly inviting Lia Chester to the house to secure Old Master Jackson’s recognition and affection, making everything easy to discuss.

Old Master Jackson was getting old, and Koa Jackson was a filial son who often prioritized his grandfather’s wishes.

Moreover—

He had yet to tell Old Master Jackson about Mia Ginger, showing that they just started and it should still be possible to stop it.

Lydia Williams collected her thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief, personally bringing out the snacks.

Not long after—

Koa Jackson returned.

He seemed a bit different from usual.

His shirt’s buttons were undone by two, and his tie was...held in his hand?

This was something that had never happened to him before.

Lydia Williams was momentarily stunned but then got up with a smile and said, "Koa is back. Old Master Jackson was just talking about you."

Koa Jackson wasn’t in the mood, nodded towards her, went directly to Old Master Jackson, bent over, and called softly, "Grandpa."

He turned his head and noticed someone else was there.

Seeing Lia Chester’s smiling face, he was taken aback and frowned, "Why are you here?"

"How are you talking?" Old Master Jackson reached out and tapped him on the arm, chided, "Lia is my guest."

"..." Koa Jackson was stunned for a moment, quickly understood something, and said in a calm voice, "Well, then I’ll let you talk while I go back to my room to rest."

"Rest?" Old Master Jackson looked him over with an incredulous expression, puzzled, "It’s broad daylight, why rest? It’s Lia’s first time here; you should show her around, fulfill your duty as the host."