Chapter 4267

Chapter 4267

“Elora, Grandma really appreciates your personality. If anything comes up, it’s always best to discuss it in person.”

Old Lady York praised Elora, then took back her phone and tucked it into her trouser pocket.

She walked alongside Elora, engaging in conversation along the way.

Elora felt reassured by the response and grew even closer to Old Lady York.

Not only did Old Lady York personally guide Elora on a tour of FC Manor, but she also promised to take her to the night market later, insisting that Elora likely never had the chance to go shopping.

Meanwhile, Tania and the others were called back to FC Manor.

The moment Tania saw her future daughter-in-law, she was overjoyed, completely satisfied with Elora.

Watching this unfold, Old Lady Johnson couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. Several of her grandsons remained single.

In the past, she and her close friends personally selected wives for their grandsons and even arranged for them to pursue their future spouses. Every match had been a success, resulting in strong, loving relationships.

Now, she felt the urge to do the same.

The still-single young masters of the Johnson family immediately felt a shiver run down their spines.

After staying with the Johnsons for two days, Elora finally returned home.

By the time she arrived at the Ormond family mansion, it was already late at night.

No one in the Ormond family was aware that she had flown to Annenburg to meet Old Lady York in Wiltspoon.

During her two-day absence, everyone assumed she was away on a business trip.

When she got home, the only one waiting for her was Tatum.

Since her family had no idea when she would return, they had stopped waiting up for her, continuing with their routines as usual.

Tatum, however, stood in the yard, watching as Elora’s private car drove into the mansion.

Before heading back, she had notified

The family driver was instructed to pick Elora up from the airport. Tatum quickly walked toward her. Although it had only been two days, it felt like years. His heart had followed her all the way to FC Manor, leaving him feeling restless. He was so distracted that he hadn’t cooked at all; instead, he simply ate in the staff cafeteria and took two days off.

Angelo and Alonzo had pleaded with him to prepare something delicious, but he declined. He wasn’t in the right frame of mind to cook; he knew that if he did, the food wouldn’t taste right. The reputation he had built in the Ormond household—as a skilled chef and a man who appreciated a good beer—was something he was not willing to jeopardize. Therefore, he opted for a break instead.

To keep Angelo and Alonzo from bothering him, he claimed he was feeling unwell and exhausted. They were understanding and ceased their insistence, settling for meals prepared by other chefs. However, they privately complained to Tatum, expressing that while they once found the other chefs’ food acceptable, nothing seemed to compare after getting used to his cooking.

“Miss.” Tatum stood beside the car door, extending his hand to assist Elora as she stepped out. His voice was respectful yet steady. Elora accepted his hand and exited the vehicle.

“It’s late. You all should head home and rest. Be back by 7:30 tomorrow.” She didn’t address Tatum right away; instead, she instructed the bodyguards and drivers to call it a night. Typically, they would arrive at the mansion by 7:00 AM, fearing tardiness.

Elora was strict about punctuality. If she set a time, she expected it to be honored. If a driver was late and she was in a good mood, she might only make a few comments. However, if she was in a bad mood, that driver could easily lose their job. She cycled through drivers as quickly as she did private chefs. But this particular

The driver had never been late—not even once. He had surpassed her record for the longest-serving private driver.

Just like Tatum.

Both of them were exceptional record-breakers in their own ways.