Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks by Caspian Wood

My Billionaire Family 210

Chapter 210

Rita grinned, "Phoebe, you really don't know when to be

"Even though I'm not worldly, I still know about your grandson,

"He's everywhere on economic channels and in financial newspapers.

"Your grandson is the richest man in Clusia, truly outstanding. He's always busy with so much to do. Where would he find the time to be with you?"

As people aged, they enjoyed hearing nice things, and Phoebe was no exception.

But she also caught a different meaning beneath Rita's words and sighed, "Let him be. I don't have high hopes for him. Money and status are just superficial. Happiness and health are what truly matter."

Rita nodded, tapped her fingers on her thigh a couple of times, and said slowly, "Morris is almost 30 by now, isn't he? At this age, he should be settling down."

Phoebe paused for a moment, unsurprised by the topic that had finally arisen, and responded with a slight smile, "Exactly. He's almost 29 now. It's time to urge him to get married."

"A person of excellence won't be held back by age, but we're not getting any younger, and we'd love to see our grandchildren settle down and start their own families, Rita concurred. Then, after a brief pause, she asked, "I wonder if Morris has someone special in his heart?"

Phoebe was sipping her coffee, not at all surprised by the question. She glanced sideways at Rita, as if trying to extinguish the spark of curiosity in her heart.

down her cup, Phoebe flashed a sly smile, "Oh, there sure is. A wonderful young lady, so lovely that I think my grandson isn't good enough for her. "Next time

Morris is excellent, so it's only right that he should be with someone

two exchanged a few more pleasantries. When lunchtime arrived, Phoebe politely invited Rita to stay for lunch,

Chivers residence returned

with a bowl of herbal soup. "Mrs. Chivers,

"Let it sit for a bit. I'm not ready for it

about what Mrs. Muller said just

"Yes, I've always thought she

that wasn't her nature. I wonder if

never been

mother's background, in ancient times, she would have been addressed with utmost respect, like a

Chapter 210

Dream Residence, was the Hawkins

lights came on, illuminating the place with a

bit of its mystery but added

home after work. As soon as she walked in servant approached her. "Ms. Muller, Mrs. Muller is waiting

now.

the servant replied and then

the living room, a faint candle scent wafted through the