CHAPTER 158

She felt that this time, grandpa York must have come with ill intentions to look for her! Could it be that he wanted to discuss Zion's custody rights with her? Or …

Let her leave Gabriel?

No matter which one it was, she didn't dare to imagine it.

She packed her bag and walked to the elevator.

After exiting the hall, a black luxury car stopped outside the door. When Cynthia came out, an old man in his early 60s got off the car and politely opened the car door for her.

"Miss Cynthia, please!"

"Thank you." She thought, he must be the housekeeper of the Yorks Family!

The carriage drove on the road, the butler sat on the copilot, Cynthia twisted her fingers, and didn't know how to ask. She knew that the butler would definitely not tell her anything.

She sat silently in her car and arrived at the entrance of a restaurant. The seemingly ordinary main entrance was definitely a private restaurant reserved for wealthy people.

Entering the mahogany hall, the housekeeper led her upstairs to a pri