Charlotte Owen looked at Lydia Jones, her lips slightly curved into a smile, and asked, "Running into some trouble?"
Lydia Jones heard Charlotte's question, finally snapped back to reality, nodded, and said, "Aunt Charlotte, I can't handle Maya Spencer. It seems the Third Young Master really likes her."
"Who wouldn't? He's been gone for three years, and hasn't forgotten her," Charlotte replied dismissively.
"Then did I come back for nothing? I see the Third Young Master doesn't treat my sister that well, and just now..." Lydia stammered, finding it hard to continue talking about what had just occurred.
Charlotte saw her hesitating and couldn't help but feel a bit disdainful, thinking, how could she compete with Maya without courage? That woman's face is not an ordinary level of thick-skinned.
So, she asked unhappily, "And what else?"
