Chapter 370

William Turner was scanning the room. Chloe Grace had her eyes on him, too—well, more like on the woman next to him. Probably someone his mom set him up with. She looked smart, totally the academic type. Ha. This emotionally constipated maniac was about to ruin a good schoolteacher now? There was a cool contempt in Chloe's gaze. Neither of them wanted to back down—they were both ready to throw down. Mrs. Turner Sr. caught on quick. One look at the pair, and she instantly clocked that the owner of those sultry stockings was none other than Chloe. Her expression softened at once. Old foxes knew best. She deliberately turned to Xander Moon and said, “If you really like her, then go for it. Auntie's rooting for you.” Xander played it cute and charming, winning some easy laughs around the table. Once they left, Mrs. Turner Sr. watched the backs of the duo and let out an appreciative click of her tongue. “They actually look great together, don't they, William?” William’s face was all blank.