CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

As they were talking, a tall, handsome man in his fifties approached them with a charming smile on his face. Emma could immediately see the family resemblance. He had the same sharp features and piercing blue eyes as Morris but with a few more wrinkles around his eyes. Was that his father?

“Uncle!” Morris let out, excitedly standing from his spot to embrace the smiling man.

“Morris, my boy! Happy birthday!” he exclaimed, giving Morris a hug before turning his attention to Emma. “And who is this breathtaking acquaintance of yours? I could stare at her all day and have peace.”

Emma couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by the older man's good looks and confident demeanor, but he immediately put her at ease with his warm and friendly attitude.

“This is my friend, Emma,” Morris introduced.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir,” Emma said with a smile.

“The pleasure is all mine, my dear,” he replied, taking her hand and kissing it lightly. “And, no need for the title. Just call me Carr