After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril)

Chapter 347: The Pretty Girl

Silvia wasn't usually one to meddle or interfere, but this time, the other party was just a hair away from getting physical and harming the old lady. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have intervened. Now that the other person acknowledged it, Silvia felt a bit embarrassed.

"In that situation just now, anyone else watching the movie would have intervened to help. You don't need to thank me. But is everything alright with you?"

The old lady today dressed exceptionally low-key, her clothes not overtly flashy but still noticeably custom-made. Not just custom-made, but the whole outfit would easily cost millions.

If only that woman hadn't recognized her. If she had, she wouldn't have been so impulsive.

The old lady's smile faded a bit upon hearing Silvia's concern, then she shook her head, indicating she was fine. Seeing her alright, Silvia felt relieved.

"Then, we'll head back."

Since the other party was fine, Silvia and her sister followed their brother back to their respective rooms. As they turned to leave, the old lady suddenly approached and stopped them.

"Regardless, I want to thank you for helping me just now. Whenever you have time, let's have a meal together. Consider it my thanks for standing up for me today. Please don't refuse, after all, if it weren't for you, I might have been in a bad situation today."

Today's incident was just a small effort for them, not requiring any dinner invitation. The two of them wouldn't agree to it.

Before Silvia could speak, her brother, Balk, couldn't help but interject, "You don't need to worry about this. My sister always loves to help others. Even if it were someone else today, she would have done the same. You really don't need to go out of your way to thank us. Just forget about it."

No matter what they said, the old lady insisted on treating them. Eventually, she reluctantly accepted their refusal. Seeing her off, the siblings didn't need her thanks. They returned to their rooms. However, Silvia noticed Balk's odd expression when they got back.

"What were you thinking about just now? You looked so absorbed in thought."

Balk felt like he recognized the old lady from somewhere, but he couldn't recall. Most people he knew were around his age or slightly younger. This old lady seemed out of place.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Silvia didn't pay much attention. She hadn't particularly noticed the old lady's appearance earlier. She just found her pleasant and easy to talk to.

"Why do you always find everyone so familiar lately? Anyway, don't worry too much. Just focus on the tasks our brother assigned. This is your chance to redeem yourself. If you mess this up, don't blame us for not helping you."

"I know what to do next. But that old lady did seem familiar. Maybe it'll be useful for us in the future."

Silvia nodded absentmindedly. She didn't think it was that important.

As the siblings chatted, the old lady went back to her room and called her grandson to ask if he had arrived.

"I met a very kind girl today. Not only is she pretty, but she also has a good personality. If you meet her, you'll like her."

Miles, her grandson, felt a headache coming on. What was she talking about?

"Whether I like her or not isn't something I can decide in a moment, and you know my current situation."

"I know your situation. Why don't you ask about the girl I met? Maybe her name will ring a bell, and you'll understand what I'm talking about."

The old lady deliberately didn't tell

Miles that the girl she met today was Silvia. If she told him now, he would probably rush over in a panic. He didn't have much work today but refused to come over and chat with these people. She found it amusing.

Miles wasn't interested in asking who it was. But the old lady seemed very concerned about this girl.

"Whoever you like must be great. Anyway, I have other things to attend to. I'll pick you up tonight."

Miles could only awkwardly end the call. The old lady realized he wasn't too concerned about the girl she met, feeling a bit speechless. She hung up, thinking that when they met tonight, Miles would understand how wrong he was.

Sure enough, when the night ended, Miles arrived on time, and the old lady, with the help of her assistant, came down. They bumped into the siblings who were also preparing to leave.