Chapter 38: Meeting eyes

She put down the glass of water, if this wasn't her aunt's father's house, she would have beaten him. Anne Jenner pushed him away forcefully, looked up again to see Sharon Grace and Dorothy Bradley standing at the door, staring blankly at the two of us, more precisely at Edward Mitchell, he leisurely adjusted the collar of his shirt, proudly Elegant flowers, gathering atmosphere.

"Hi auntie."

Even though he had reduced his aura, no one dared to poke him with such an appearance. Dorothy Bradley has never seen a person with such a strong aura, looking indescribably noble, so he was momentarily stunned, his mouth could not be opened.

She had just inflated her son-in-law and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a deflated balloon.

"Greet." Sharon Grace responded half a beat late, "That . . . car."

She was inherently defiant and did not let anyone in her eyes.

At this point, he hesitated until he finished a sentence.

Edward Mitchell tilted his head to look at Anne Jenner.

Curved eyes