"Alder has come back?" As she entered the villa, a delighted and gentle voice rang out. Emma Reynolds rose from the mahogany sofa and had just taken a few steps when she saw Titus Zane being led by Alder Locke and hesitantly asked, "Who is this…"
"Mom, haven't you been urging me to bring my girlfriend home?" Alder Locke said with a smile, pushing Titus Zane forward a bit as he made a formal introduction.
"Titus Zane, my girlfriend," then he turned his head to Titus Zane, "my mother, Ms. Emma Reynolds."
Titus Zane…
Reluctantly at heart, but manners dictated she be polite. She faintly tugged at her lips, "Auntie, hello."
"Ah, good, good, come quick, come sit, don't stand there." Emma Reynolds replied joyfully, amazed her son finally brought home someone suitable, who also seemed well-mannered.
While ushering Titus Zane to the mahogany sofa, she loudly called out to the kitchen, "Qi Sao, go call the old master out."
