Chapter 136
"Fuhahahaha! I have arrived!"
And shortly after, "Her" voice booms high in the entrance hall.
In the study of the Earl Terrace mansion, a middle-aged guy with reddish hair, brows, and a mustache of the same hue and brown eyes sat at his desk. Though he might seem a bit stern, his dandyism was what showed through first.
It was a gloomy setting, with a high level of formality and a serene appearance, devoid of flamboyance and conveying a refined image, and he appeared to be suppressing his excitement.
His mouth twitched slightly.
Let's say it again.
He was a nice middle-aged man with reddish hair and a look of severity, his mouth twitching with suppressed expression.
Why didn't Charlotte realize that Katherine was his daughter? They looked so much alike. If they were painted together in a portrait as father and daughter, it would have been a beautiful painting. And the better question was, why were Charlotte and Teresa his daughters?
*Knock knock.*