<h4>Chapter 1467: Chapter 1381: It’s Best If You Two Separate</h4>


    However, regardless of whether Lady Octavia’s politeness was genuine or feigned, Aria Rowlett made sure to maintain face.


    She slowly walked over and smiled at Lady Octavia: "Lady Octavia, hello."


    "Ms. Aria, please have a seat." Lady Octavia pointed to the seat across from her, "I’m not sure what type of coffee you like, Illy Coffee, is that fine?"


    Aria Rowlett sat across from Lady Octavia.


    Lady Octavia poured a cup of freshly brewed coffee for her, and Aria immediately epted it: "Thank you, Lady Octavia."


    "There’s no need for formality, Ms. Aria."


    Lady Octavia also poured herself a cup of coffee, her delicate, jade-like fingers were clearly well cared for, a testament to her privileged upbringing. After taking a sip from her porcin-white coffee cup, she spoke in a unhurried tone: "Ms. Aria, how do you find the taste of this coffee?"


    Aria Rowlett: "..."


    The thing she disliked most was Lady Octavia’s tendency to beat around the bush when speaking.


    Situations that could be addressed directly often ended up wrapped inyers of irrelevant small talk before finally getting to the point.


    "It tastes good." Aria took a symbolic sip and couldn’t really tell what the specific taste was, responding casually.


    She was not a big fan of coffee.


    She didn’t know much about coffee either.


    So no matter how good a cup of coffee was, to her, they all tasted quite simr.


    She was an impatient person, who liked to tackle problems directly. Seeing that Lady Octavia was still leisurely sipping her coffee, seeming unprepared to address the actual matter, she couldn’t help but ask: "Lady Octavia, may I ask why you needed to see me?"


    Only then did Lady Octavia raise her eyes, giving her a slow look.


    Aria pursed her lips and said, "Lady Octavia, can you just tell me what it is that you need?"


    "It seems Ms. Aria is an impatient person." Lady Octavia hooked her lips, slowly put her coffee cup down on the table, and then took out a handkerchief to dab the corner of her mouth.


    "Since Ms. Aria does not like beating around the bush, I’ll just be straightforward. I assume Ms. Aria predicted that I wanted to see you for a specific reason."


    "Ms. Aria, since you are involved with my son, you should know what he does for a living. Honestly, with your physical appearance, it’s quite easy to make others attracted to you. My son, Brandon, has focused all his thoughts on his work all these years, leaving his experience in the emotional realm close to none."


    "So, it’spletely normal for him to lose his control momentarily upon meeting a beautiful woman like you."


    "Ms. Aria, I suppose you are the first woman in his life, and thus you hold a special ce in his heart. But men are just like that, momentarily fascinated, believing it’s true love, thinking that life would be eternal together, but after some time, when they sober up, they no longer think that way."


    "Given Brandon’s status, he will neverck attractive women around him. Ms. Aria, yourmendable appearance wouldn’t be a unique asset anymore. He is my son, and I know him best. When he likes you, he genuinely does. But once he doesn’t, he really will have no feelings for you."


    "But by then, Ms. Aria, you will surely have fallen deeper in love with him. If he wants to break up with you by then, naturally, you will be heartbroken and in agony."


    "So I think it’s best for you two to break up while neither of you is too deeply involved. Of course, Ms. Aria, since you have spent time with my son, I will not let it go upensated. This is a token of my appreciation, I believe this money will not make you feel wronged."