Step by step, she finally arrived in front of the "castle."
The castle was made of antique-style bricks, in a retro brown-red color, with a round tower, and the main door also had an arched shape. The stone steps were made of marble, and as her high heels walked up, they made a crisp sound.
She passed through the high round archway and entered the inner chamber covered with a noble carpet.
Emma Dassoq stood before her, looking at her with the demeanor of a hostess.
"Why come to France instead of being a good bride? Gu Zichen doesn't want you anymore." Emma Dassoq's tone was extremely displeased.
"Where is he?" Qiao Xiguan asked.
"Why should I tell you?!" Emma cast a disdainful glance.
"I'll find him myself." It felt like talking to this woman was like playing music to a cow.
"Qiao Xiguan, this is trespassing, and I will sue you..." Emma bellowed, watching as the other woman had already picked up her exaggerated skirt and headed to the second floor.
