Chapter 392

Yet here they were, with Jeremy happily bringing her through Whitman Manor’s doors.

Perhaps this was what people meant by the future was unpredictable.

Mrs. Whitman, Karen Yaleman, immediately rushed forward to ask when she realized that Jeremy had arrived. “Is it true, Jeremy, the things I read on the internet? Did Meredith actually do all those things? Is she sitting for 12 years? Did she actually pretend to be the Montgomeries’ daughter too?”

Jeremy frowned in displeasure. “I don’t want to hear her name anymore.”

“But…”

“I’m here today for my fianceé to meet my parents. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t speak of depressing names and things,” Jeremy interrupted coldly before lowering his gaze to look at Madeline. “My mom made these dishes herself. I hope you’ll find them to your liking.”

“What?” Karen’s expression darkened instantly. “You told me we had an important guest over tonight, Jeremy. You even told me to make the dishes myself! You’re telling me it was for this wom