Chapter 118 - Would this be one of those scenes?

With practiced eyes the woman looked through the large room. Her cornflower blue eyes immediately focused on Adrien and Lily as they sat on the couch. Her whole face inflamed into a smile. Elated and yet sugar sweet, like the face of a queen. As she approached the people on the couch. Time seemed to be frozen.

Would this be one of those scenes where the wife meets her husband's mistress, Lily was lost in thought as she imaged what could happen. Nice! "Hello..." The girl said completely baffled. Her heart was beating loud.

"Maman!" Shrilled it from the background. Lily looked up, her glance drifted back to the door. As Louise burst in. Panting heavily, she held on to the door frame while staring at the woman with glassy eyes. "Maman!" Desperation was written all over Loulou's face.

Without waiting for Louise's plea, the lady strolled on unswerving.

"Hello." With a casual movement the woman threw her reddish blond hair over her shoulder. "May I join you?" Her voice was soft, like velvet.

Lily nodded, feeling like she was missing something.

The Lady seemed satisfied as she sat down next to Lily. " An introduction would now be appropriate, I suppose. " She smiled calmly. "I guess the fault lies with my son, who hasn't allowed me to meet you two." She winked mischievously at Adrien, who couldn't shut his mouth for bewilderment, just like Lily.

"Maman!" Loulou broke the silence with her furious stomping beside them. "I'm so sorry." She whimpered. "It was just slip of the tongue. I never could know..." Her glassy eyes turned to Lily.

"Excuse me?" The girl asked, out of mind. She still hadn't grasped the full extent of the situation, yet she tried her best to smile, as she suspected who the stranger might be. This was going to be interesting!

"You and your brother are driving me crazy!" The woman snapped in between and sullenly pressed her full lips together into a firm line.

"Maman!"

"Arrêtez!" She warned Louise with just one look.

"Um... Madame Isabelle de Valois, I presume." Lily intervened. "It's so nice to finally meet you. I'm terribly embarrassed we haven't been introduced before." The lump in her stomach was getting heavy. In her heart, she was ready to howl an ocean. But on the outside she had to keep up appearances! "My name is Lillien de Clermont." She bit her lips as her maiden name slipped out, hastily she then introduced Adrien to conceal the faux pas.

Lady de Valois raised her head slightly. "My grandson, I suppose." She hummed happily.

Lily's heart was in her mouth. She felt caught. Like she had done something wrong. "Um... yes." She hurried herself to say and remembered how Alexandre had pretended Addy to be his son in front of Claudio. She didn't know who had knowledge of how much. But for the beginning she would stick to Alexandre's story. Especially after Alexandre had confessed his family secrets to her, it would not be a good idea to put Lady de Valois in the truth. No doubt she still would carry a scar on her heart.

"Mon Dieu! Let me look at you, my darling. What a splendid boy you are! I'm your mémé." Madame de Valois joyfully spread her arms, ready to finally take her sweet grandson in her arms.

But the little one wasn't ready yet. Insecure, the toddler looked up at the woman. The expression on her face seemed so sincere!

"Really?" Adrien felled himself actually blushing up.

"It's real. I'm your mémé, my darling."

Shyly, Adrien looked down, his cheeks turning cherry red.

"Now my darling, won't you give your mémé a kiss on the cheek for the beginning."

Adrien stopped and stared at the unknown lady with round eyes as big as the moon.

He didn't know what to do.

"Umm... Uh-uh..." It was as if his tongue had tangled into one big knot. Tormented by uncertainty, he quickly buried himself under Lily's arm. Lily's familiar scent and her warmth... he knew that as long as she was by his side, no harm would come to him.

Gripped by a new wave of curiosity, the toddler dared once more to peek out of his hiding place.

There was still this warm smile on the woman's face.

Looking up at his new mémé with curious eyes that Lily had rarely seen. Adrien offered a soft smile, leaning over.