Benjamin Jones's usual stern face showed some cracks in his expression.
He really didn't understand what his mother knew!
It was only when Catherine Ford heard the word "Mom" did she realize that the woman in front of her was Benjamin Jones's mother, and she stood somewhat awkwardly in the kitchen, "Auntie, hello, I'm Lawyer Jones..."
"Mom, your phone is ringing." Catherine hadn't finished her explanation when a small figure squeezed through the door that wasn't fully closed. Without a clear view of the situation inside the villa, she raised her little hand and called out to Catherine.
Mrs. Jones slowly looked over and saw the little newcomer, her eyes, nose, and mouth were nearly an exact replica of her son when he was a child. Her mouth hung open as wide as an egg, incredulously looking back at her son, who was wearing a bathrobe, "So, there's even a child involved now, Benjamin, you've really kept this hidden deep!"
