Watching Byron and Rosalie walk out of the room made Old Master Loewe ponder. Then, he decided he should visit Alistair.

After all, Alistair was the one who hired him to help. Since this matter was over, he should tell Alistair about it.

After deciding, Old Master Loewe set off to Alistair’s villa in the suburbs.

Just as he entered, he saw Alistair and Andrea sitting on the sofa.

Andrea had a smile on her face, and she leaned against Alistair occasionally. Alistair had no intention of avoiding her. They looked intimate.

Old Master Loewe’s brows furrowed upon seeing this, and he cleared his throat.

They parted as if they had just heard his entrance.

“Old Master Loewe, why did you come today?”

Alistair looked calmer than Andrea. He turned around calmly as if nothing happened and greeted Old Master Loewe as he beckoned a maid to get Old Master Loewe a cup of tea.

With a slight nod, Old Master Loewe sat on the single-seater sofa beside them. “I came here today just to let you know