CHAPTER 767: CHAPTER 767: A FEELING LIKE AGES HAVE PASSED

The first to stride out was Mr. Fletcher and Ian Fletcher. He dared not delay and extended his hand from afar.

"Hello, President Lancaster! Hello, President Lancaster!" He quickly approached the door, and the rest of the Fletcher Family soon followed, feeling both surprised and delighted by the visit of Adrian Lancaster and his wife.

"Hello, President Fletcher." Adrian Lancaster smiled as he reached out to shake hands.

"Hello, President Fletcher." Faye Turner stood beside Adrian, composed and graceful, embodying the demeanor of a successful man’s supportive partner.

"Hello, Mrs. Lancaster." Ian Fletcher looked at her, almost forgetting to greet her in his excitement, and quickly added, "Welcome to our home." He expressed his happiness at their visit.

At this moment, the other members of the Fletcher Family also gathered around, exchanging pleasantries, and the living room became bustling with activity once more.

Chase Fletcher is a friend of Adrian Lancaster.

"Have you had dinner?" the elegant Mrs. Fletcher asked considerately.

"Yes, we’ve eaten."

Rachel Sherman was utterly delighted upon seeing Faye Turner, her eyes sparkling.

Faye Turner took the initiative to step forward, and the two shared a simple embrace, clearly indicating their close relationship.

"What brings you here?" Rachel asked very happily, whispering during the hug, her heart full of emotion.

Faye’s voice was also soft as she candidly replied, "Because I was worried about you."

The two released each other and exchanged a smile.

Granny Hughes had been focusing on this young lady since she stepped out of the dining room and saw Faye Turner.

Her delicate bone structure was truly exquisite, with eyes like sparkling water, a serene and beautiful smile, and an elegant and wise demeanor that gave the elder a sense of déjà vu.

It was as if time had suddenly pulled back by thirty or forty years; Faye Turner’s grace, smile, and demeanor were exactly like Violet’s when she was young.

Even the dress she wore was in Violet’s favored style, with embroidery and tassels, exuding a remarkably similar aura.

After a while, Faye Turner noticed the elderly woman. Seeing her as the senior among the Fletcher Family, with a headful of silver hair and her gaze fixed kindly upon her, Faye felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

So, the courteous Faye Turner smiled as she approached the elder, particularly greeting her, "Hello, Granny."

Granny Hughes quickly came back to reality, her kind smile brightening further, "You are Mrs. Lancaster, aren’t you? Your name is Faye Turner, correct?"

A prominent figure, often in the news, was undoubtedly well-heard of.

"Yes, yes." The woman nodded shyly and gave the elder a gentle smile, "Yes, just call me Faye."

"What a lovely name, just like the heroine in a fairy tale." The elder admired her from head to toe, praising, "What a great figure, doesn’t look like someone who’s had a child."

"Rachel’s figure is great too. Both Rachel and I have a body type that doesn’t gain weight easily." Faye Turner did not overshadow Rachel; she linked her arm with Rachel’s.

It became apparent to Mr. Fletcher that the relationship between Mrs. Lancaster and Rachel was genuine, not just superficial. It seemed that the visit from President and Mrs. Lancaster was also for the sake of Rachel.

"President Fletcher, the main reason for our visit today is to discuss the development of the resort project at Cove Serein with you, to see if you’re still interested?" Adrian Lancaster spoke politely, handing the gifts he brought to the side servant.

This was something Ian Fletcher had previously mentioned to him, but at the time, Adrian Lancaster wasn’t interested and had politely declined, leaving the topic aside.

Upon hearing it was about this, Ian Fletcher immediately showed interest, "Of course, I’m quite interested in recreational and entertainment projects right now. Please have a seat, President Lancaster."

Thus, the two sat down on the sofa, while a servant brought them some tea.

Granny Hughes continued to gaze at Faye Turner and couldn’t help but ask, "Mrs. Lancaster, who is your mother?"