On the floor, Titus Zane was pinned down by Alder Locke, and both of them were covered in paint. From Abigail Zimmerman's perspective, it looked as though Alder Locke was about to kiss her niece.
Rushing out of the room, she muttered, "I came at the wrong time, I didn't see anything..."
As she turned around, Abigail Zimmerman smiled. It seemed the two were developing quite quickly. Her niece was rather aloof, while Alder Locke was cheerful and talkative, they complemented each other just perfectly.
"Get off!" The moment the door was closed by Abigail Zimmerman, Titus Zane scolded Alder Locke unhappily.
It was only due to her own carelessness that he had gotten the upper hand, and her aunt's arrival was indeed a coincidence... Now that her aunt had seen them, who knows what she might think.
