Chapter 412

Louis froze, picked up the handkerchief and handed it to Skyla in a

gentlemanly manner, "Ma'ma, your handkerchief."

“Thank you, Mr. Fox," Skyla looked surprised, "I didn't expect to meet

you on the plane, are you going back to Aettosa too?"

Louis heard a somewhat familiar voice, looked up and saw Skyla ...

“The old woman who bullied Sylvia? How disgusting. How could I meet

her here?"

Out of courtesy, he nodded lightly.

He didn't say anything more, but Skyla was so immersed in excitement

that she didn't notice his coldness at all.

She continued, "This handkerchief was given to me by my mother and

is the work of Kate Burke, a well-known embroiderer in Aettosa. Look at

that rose right here. It's so lifelike ..."

"Is it as perfect as the embroidery I have here?" Louis interrupted her

and then opened the box he was holding in his arms.

Skyla, who wanted to reveal her noble birth, looked at the box with a bit

of confusion. Its appearance very inconspicuous.

Even if she didn't know embroidery, she clearly knew that the quality of

the embroidery inside the box was much higher than the work of the so-

called master Kate Burke in her hand.

How could there be someone in this world who could embroider better

than Kate Burke?

She was so shocked that she couldn't help but take a step back, "This

embroidery is so perfect! My mother loves embroidery very much and

holds Master Kate in high esteem. I never thought there would be a

better one. Mr. Fox, can you sell me a piece?" She said hurriedly.

Queena Bell, the earl's wife loved embroidery, as everyone knew.

This time she and Tammy had been driven back to Aettosa, and if

Queena knew what they had done, she would probably be furious.

If she could buy a piece and took it back to please Queena ...

She was thinking about what to do.

Louis sneered, sizing Skyla up. "This woman bullied Sylvia. If she

knows she's offering a high price to buy Sylvia's works, will she be

pissed off? But it's an insult to Sylvia if he let this kind of woman buy

Sylvia's works."

Thinking of this, Louis lightly said, "Sorry, lady, these embroideries are

given to me by my good friend. I can't sell them. The plane is about to

take off. Please go back to your seat.”

Skyla reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the box, and then could only

walk towards her seat.

After getting seated, she said to Tammy in a low voice, "Does Mr. Fox

have a crush on me?"

"What?" Tammy blinked.

"He was just concerned about me and told me to go back to my seat

because the plane was about to take off."

Jenna, who was sitting in the seat in front of Skyla, couldn't help but roll

her eyes. Was this woman insane? Mr. Fox was clearly driving her

away, but she thought Mr. Fox was showing his concern?

Jenna and Brayden were also on the plane. They gotta fly back to

Aettosa and Jenna would continue to have the injuries on her face

treated.

They had said hello to Mr. Fox when they just boarded the plane, but

they didn't expect that Skyla would be on board, too, and she was so

insane.

Skyla was being narcissistic and focused so much on Mr. Fox that she

didn't even notice who was sitting in front of her!

After several hours, the plane finally landed steadily.

Louis directly took his family's car and went towards the castle.

His family was one of the famous noble families in Aettosa. His brother

was the most famous oil tycoon, Donald Fox.

Both of them were unmarried and shared a common hobby, that was,

collecting embroideries.

So ... after getting a box of great embroideries, of course, he must

show off.

Louis walked straight towards Donald's room. The servants in this large

castle were basically all male.

As excellent men at the top of the world, a lot of women salivated at

them and tried every means to become the hostess of the family.

They had seen a lot of women who wanted to get close to them by

applying for being the maids.

So ... now eighty percent of the servants working in this castle were

men, and the women servants were married.

The servants greeted him, and Louis nodded politely.

He knocked on Donald's room door.

After getting permission, he pushed the door in.

He held up an inconspicuous box, "Donald, look what I got?"

"What can you have?" Donald and Louis looked somewhat similar, but

Donald had a stronger aura.

He raise his wise eyes from the papers and looked at his brother.

His brother was middle-aged, but still acted like a child. What a

headache.

Compared with his brother, he was much more mature.

"Hooray." Seeing that Donald was not interested, Louis hurried to open

the box, "Look! My dear friend has given me a lot of embroideries

again."

"Really?" Donald jerked his head up from his paperwork, his sharp

eyes looking towards the box.

He was astonished and said with admiration, "What beautiful

embroideries. This embroidery skill is quite impressive.”

Each piece of embroidery in this box was a masterpiece that could be

sold for a high price at the auction and deserved to be displayed in the

museums.

After admiring the embroideries, Donald couldn't help but urge, "Louis,

can you introduce this friend of yours to me? I'm really curious. Even

the embroidery master Kate Burke in Our Aettosa is no match for her.

Such a talented and capable person must be held in high esteem.”

“Donald, I've told you many times. My dear friend has a very weird

temper. She doesn't like to know old men like you. You'd better give up

your thought."

Seeing that his brother really liked it, Louis picked out a small

handkerchief, "You can have it. I must frame others properly and collect

them.”

After saying that, he turned around and left with the embroideries in his

arms.

Donald, however, looked at the double-sided embroidery on that

handkerchief and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he was awakened and kept fumbling for something in the

safe. After a while, he took out a handkerchief.

The embroidery on that handkerchief was exactly the same as the one

Louis had thrown at him!

It was the same, except that the one in the safe looked a little old, while

the one Louis gave him was as new.

Could it be the same person?

Could it be the owner of this handkerchief?

Louis" heart was pounding and he couldn't wait to meet the owner of

this embroidery.

He wanted to ask questions about what happened back then!