Chapter 138: Have you slept together?

Quickly, Diana walked over and gently hooked her small hand onto his arm.

"Let's go."

His expression softened a bit as he pulled her hand, bringing her closer to him.

Diana instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

If he didn't notice, that's a relief.

As the two entered, they spotted a middle-aged man with graying temples approaching them, dressed in a tailcoat, exuding an air of an English gentleman.

Diana recalled that he was the steward of the old mansion.

"Sir," the man greeted John with a respectful bow.

"Mr. Anderson," John responded in a composed voice, "Where is my grandfather?"

"Mr. Harrison was aware of your arrival and has been waiting for you," Mr. Anderson replied with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, he discreetly glanced at Diana.

Having met numerous people, he was still captivated by the young woman by John's side.

Her beauty was truly exceptional, which explained why John ov