No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother-Chapter 540 - 538 Looking Good [5 Updates]

"Mr. Bennett doesn’t need company. I’ve heard he only comes out once a year and doesn’t like talking to people much. They say you have to align eye contact before he’ll say a few words. If you can get a tip or two from him, following his direction will guarantee a dramatic change for the company next year," Christopher said proudly.

"Is he really that impressive? Better than my third brother?" Maya felt Christopher was exaggerating.

She thought, if this person is truly so impressive, why did he leave the scene so early? And he’s still so young, why not continue making waves? Is he willing to hand over this great dominion to Liam?

"He’s not pursuing those things now," Christopher explained.

"Then what is he pursuing?" Maya asked.

"You would have to ask him that—I don’t know," Christopher admitted helplessly.

While chatting with Maya, Christopher temporarily forgot about Seven and Ian, at least making himself feel less uncomfortable than yesterday.

Maybe it was hearing too much about James earlier; Maya inexplicably became interested in him, wanting to learn more about his stories, yet didn’t dare speak to him directly, only willing to watch him from afar.

Liam noticed Maya’s gaze constantly falling on James. He raised his right hand, pinched her chin, and said, "Maya, you’ve been staring at him for quite a while."

"Just curious!" Maya said, her eyes again darting toward James, and coincidentally, his gaze was also on her, nodding and smiling.

Maya immediately smiled back upon seeing this.

Christopher watched the interaction between them, puzzled, as it was the first time he saw James actively looking at someone, let alone smile.

Previously, he would only say a few words to Liam, inquiring about his father and grandfather.

Yet James smiled at Maya, which Christopher found odd.

Maya looked at James’s smile, frowned, and said dismissively, "Christopher, perhaps you’re wrong about him. I don’t think Mr. Bennett is as detached as you’ve described. I nearly stumbled at the door, and he helped me. Besides keeping well, he’s quite ordinary!"

"Maybe it’s because you’re attractive!" Christopher shrugged helplessly.

Liam noticed Maya’s attention was focused on James, feeling a bit helpless but unable to suppress her curiosity, fearing more opposition would only heighten her interest, so he allowed her to be.

"Good morning, Young Master, Miss Hanson!"

"Young Master, Miss Hanson!"

After a moment, Maya and Liam were surrounded, with many people approaching Liam to discuss current economic affairs and development directions for the coming year.

Ever since Liam took over Owen Clan Group, he would always be surrounded at the annual exchange, having to set aside Maya politely to tend to many matters as the junior.

Maya sat on the sofa, watching Liam busily, pouting unhappily, feeling a bit bored.

She looked up at the falling snow, but the glass ceiling was covered with accumulating snow, blocking the view of the outside scenery.

After staying by Liam’s side for a while, Maya felt bored, so she found a corner near the window, sat on the sofa, leaned her left hand on the table to support her chin, and watched the snowflakes outside.

Liam mentioned he’d be busy today and might not have time to accompany her, advising her not to feel bored.

At first, Maya found it quite novel, but now she genuinely felt a bit bored, resorting to foolishly watching the snowflakes.

"Miss Maya, may I sit here?" Suddenly, James’s voice sounded beside Maya’s ear, startling her as she sat upright, seriously staring at the man in front of her.

She gazed at the man for a moment before reluctantly pulling up a smile and saying, "Of course!"

In reality, she was resistant to sitting with a stranger, yet she couldn’t refuse James, couldn’t refuse him sitting across from her.

The man glanced at Maya’s anxious appearance and laughed, saying, "Miss Maya, you seem quite nervous seeing me."

James was saying this for the second time, as he indeed saw a hint of panic in Maya’s eyes.

"Haha! Mr. Bennett has an aura that’s a mile high; I’m intimidated," Maya replied, forcing a smile.

"Miss Maya really knows how to joke." Then, the man added, "Miss Maya seems quite bored sitting here! Would you like something to drink or eat?"

"No thanks, I’m not hungry yet," Maya courteously declined.

Meanwhile, her curiosity deepened, questioning why Christopher said Mr. Bennett only speaks to people on a whimsical basis, yet he voluntarily approached her—what does that mean? Could James feel a connection with her, wanting to advise her back to fortune? Maya remained puzzled.

For the first time, Maya felt such acute curiosity for a man and was so flustered.

"Miss Maya, do you like desserts? I recall your mother rather enjoyed pastries," the man asked casually while flipping through the menu on the table.

Maya’s eyes widened upon hearing him mention her mother, asking incredulously, "You know my mother?"

"Yes! I know your mother Madelyn Hanson, we could be considered old friends," the man said gently.

"Oh..." Maya suddenly understood why this man spoke to her; it was out of respect for her mother.

Maya never expected her mom to also know such a legendary figure, never mentioning him, but it wasn’t surprising; her mother never mentioned anyone to her, focusing solely on both of their lives.

"Waiter, some water chestnut cake, coconut cake, and a serving of these bite-sized desserts, please, along with a cup of corn juice, not too hot, thank you."

"Mr. Bennett, your order will be with you shortly; please wait."

"Alright!"

Maya saw the man insisted on ordering tea and snacks, leaving her unable to refuse again. Surprisingly, this man seemed quite knowledgeable about her tastes.

No! To be precise, he knew her mother’s taste.

As the waiter left, Maya scratched her face with both hands, flashed a smile at James, and said nothing further; she had nothing more to say to this stranger.

"May I call you Maya?"

"If you like, sure," Maya answered formally.

She didn’t particularly appreciate this man’s familiarity, yet couldn’t refuse and didn’t find it detestable.

The man noticed the fake smile on Maya’s lips and smiled brightly yet helplessly.

The atmosphere felt awkward, and Maya wanted to leave but found it impolite, so she asked with a smile, "Are you really close with my mother? You even remember her favorite dishes."