Chapter 469 Uneasiness

Lydia was puzzled. “Why?”

“Did you hear that the imp of the Powell family came out? What do you think he is making a big fuss about holding the auction for?”

Lydia was stunned for a few seconds and became wary of something she just recalled.

“How did the scourge come out? What a damper. Forget it, I’ll go somewhere else today,” she said.

Auction?

Meryl suddenly associated the auction Chandler mentioned last night with what they were talking about.

Dalton added in a faint voice, “At the Powell family’s auction, the only one who can probably hold the scene for the Powell family is Uncle Chandler.”

Only then did Meryl glance at Dalton, feeling that his words carried a deeper meaning.

She thought, “What did he mean? Is he implying something to me?”

After breakfast, Meryl changed into a different set of clothes, thinking to first go to Galaxy Holdings Group to handle the resignation handover. She wondered what was going on.

Freya looked at Meryl with some difficulty.

When she went to the pantry to wash her cup, Freya followed her over.

She said, “This morning, Mr. Aniston took a quite beautiful woman into his office. The two of them stayed inside all morning without coming out…”

Meryl was stunned and said, “She must be his business partner.”

There were quite a few women who had work interactions with Chandler. When Meryl was still working in the president’s office, she had encountered such a situation several times.

It was nothing. After all, he was a businessman, and it was normal for him to have female clients.

A deal worth hundreds of millions couldn’t be discussed in just a few minutes. Sometimes, it might take him a whole day to negotiate with clients.

Freya frowned. “To be honest, I don’t think they are just business partners! Well, just keep an eye on them.”

Chandler had never been involved in any rumors with women before, so today’s incident naturally drew everyone’s attention.

Moreover, they seemed to be quite familiar with each other. Freya, when she went in to deliver documents in the morning, even saw Chandler, who was usually stern and unsmiling, smiling foolishly at the woman.

Even after Meryl had completed her resignation procedures, the door to Chandler’s office was still closed.

Thinking about what Freya said, she hesitated for a moment, then decided to go into his office to take a look.

After all, since she had made the effort to come to the company, she felt that she should at least say hello to Chandler.

Before she could even knock on the door, it opened from the inside.

The woman she bumped into had messy hair and a mark on her face. She looked exhausted, as if she had just woken up from a nap.

Deep within Chandler’s office, there was a small rest area designed for him to relax during work. It included facilities for washing up and a cloakroom.

Meryl had been there and had a rest in it.

So, at first glance, Meryl’s immediate thought was that the woman had also slept in there.

Meryl felt very uncomfortable.

That was Chandler’s private place!

She thought, “How could he allow any woman other than her to rest in there? What did they do there…”

She was the girl in the photo that Chandler hid in the wallet.

The girl in the photo was sixteen or seventeen years old, with some baby fat on her face.

That should be a photo from her early years.

Now, the baby fat on her face had faded, and her features had become more refined compared to before. She looked very pure, and importantly, she was not wearing any makeup.

Meryl hadn’t seen a girl who looked so good without makeup in a long time.

She was Rachel.

Meryl was a little depressed. She was Rachel, Chandler’s dream lover.