"Andrew, who is it?"

The old lady asked with concern upon seeing the situation.

Andrew's expression was complicated and difficult to discern. He turned his eyes toward Vivian and said with difficulty, "She says her name is Lily Dench, Vivian's mother."

"Mother!?"

Vivian's face didn't look any better than Andrew's. It could be said that in the past, Lily was her pride, but now, Lily has become the biggest stain in her life!

Probably no one in the Lesser family likes this woman who despised the poor and loved the rich and abandoned Andrew back then!

Vivian's days in the Lesser family are already hard enough. Lily coming to seek refuge with her now is just adding insult to injury. It's possible that she might even be driven out of the Lesser family by Old Mrs. Lesser!

"I won't see her!"

Vivian yelled in annoyance, bowing her head and continuing to eat her meal angrily.

Andrew's facial expression quickly returned to normal. For some reason, he glanced at Nancy, then spoke into the phone, "Don't see her. If she persists, tell her I've been divorced from her for many years and we no longer have any relation. Don't come looking for me, and Vivian doesn't want to see her either!"

After saying this, Andrew hung up the phone, placed it on the table, and awkwardly smiled at Nancy, "Nan, I know a bit about how Lily used to bully you. Don't worry, dad won't deal with her."

Nancy looked at him somewhat puzzledly, "Dad, really, who you date or even if you want to get remarried is your business. You don't need to explain to me..."

Andrew shook his head, "Nan, Lily is not a good person. Vivian and I won't see her, and neither should you. I'm afraid she'll become desperate and want to see you, then harm you again, which would hurt me."

Nancy felt even more baffled. When Lily used to bully her, she couldn't do much about it. Now that she had Charlie, and even Henry by her side, how could Lily harm her?

She felt that Andrew was acting unusually today.

"Hehe, dad, don't worry, it's okay. She probably won't come to me, and even if she does, I can handle it."

A dark glint flashed in Andrew's eyes, but he said nothing more, merely continued to eat with a smile.

Quentin sat there, looking at Andrew, then at Vivian, and then at Nancy, his lips suddenly curving into a sinister smile.

They had only been eating for a few minutes when Andrew's phone rang again, still a call from the gatekeeper.

Andrew, irritated, frowned, took the phone, stood up, and walked out of the dining room to the living room before answering the call.

"What now!?"

"Master Andrew..."

The gatekeeper's embarrassed voice came through, "That woman must be crazy. She said if she can't see you today, she'll just stay at the gate and not leave. I tried to send her away, but she made a scene, even took off her coat, and now she's just wearing underwear. Moreover, she said she has contacted the reporters, and if we don't let her in, when the reporters arrive and she gets agitated and says something, she won't take responsibility."

Such a troublesome nuisance!

Andrew, angered, clenched the phone tightly, took a deep breath, and said in as calm a voice as possible, "Fine, tell her to wait for me at the gate, I'll be right there!"