Rowan, the butler, couldn't help but take a few more glances at Joanna Lawrence. As he looked, he began to feel doubtful.
It seemed to him that this Ms. Joanna was more like Madam's daughter.
Their eyebrows, eyes, and facial features all had many similarities, resembling the young Madam.
As for the other one...
Rowan glanced at Annie Lawrence, his brows furrowed.
The other one, who was supposedly her blood relative, didn't resemble the Madam at all.
Annie lowered her head and looked at the gift box in Rowan's hand, smiling and asking, "Mr. Vane, what's that in your hand?"
"Ms. Annie, these are the gifts that Mr. Ashton and Ms. Joanna brought." Although Rowan didn't like Annie, he was still very polite to her and spoke respectfully.
"Gifts?" Annie took another glance, covering her mouth as she laughed and raised her head, "Joanna, you're too polite. There's no need to bring gifts when you visit. Ah, it's so hot outside, don't just stand there, come in and sit down."
