Chapter 1283
“You have been to many upper–class gatherings with Ms. Sox. You’re not shy to socialize. In fact, you carry yourself with grace. The former you simply did not want to attract attention.”
Mrs. Stone had a clear idea of her nieces‘ history.
Serenity answered with a smile, “Mrs. Lowe would take me and Jasmine to parties, but we were. there for the food.”
Jasmine would persuade Serenity to go along every time. The pair would arrive at the scene and find a seat in a corner to enjoy the feast in delight.
For foodies, it was all about the food.
Once their bellies were filled, the pair would admire and appreciate the beautiful people at the party while discussing between themselves.
Hence why no one knew Serenity and Jasmine’s names even though they had attended multiple social gatherings.
Jasmine made a name for herself when she lay down on the ground during Mrs. Dawson’s birthday celebration.
“Liberty.”
Mrs. Stone could relax when it came to her younger niece. Serenity was lucky and had great in- laws.
Liberty was nodding off with her son in her arms.
Sonny was already asleep.
Holding her son, she could barely open her eyes. She was about to crash out.
The sudden cry from her aunt pulled her back from dreamland. Liberty turned to her aunt. “What’s the matter, Aunt Audrey?”
“You’re tired, Liberty. Take Sonny with you and get some rest in the guestroom. Your morning business can take a toll on you since you have to get up bright early.”
Seeing that Liberty could barely stay awake, Mrs. Stone had to leave the conversation for another day.
“I won’t make you then.”
Liberty even refused a car as a gift from her sister and brother–in–law.
Mrs. Stone did not pursue the matter. With Duncan’s frequent visits to Liberty’s diner in mind, Mrs. Stone fell silent for a while before probing, “Liberty, does Mr. Lewis have breakfast at your place. every day?”
Liberty answered, “He would come and give me business when my diner is open. He’s not fussy with food. Although he’s a billion–dollar CEO, he acts like your everyday people.”
Mrs. Stone scanned Liberty’s expression and could tell that Liberty thought nothing much of the daily visits. Mrs. Stone sighed to herself. Well, everybody had their own path to walk, and there were certain things that could not be stopped.
While Mrs. Stone admired Duncan, Mrs. Lewis clearly looked down on Liberty.
“Go on and have your rest, Liberty. Elisa and I will take you to shop for a car after your nap,” Mrs. Stone lovingly uttered.
Since Liberty was exhausted, she carried her son upstairs and entered the usual guest room. Clive had accompanied his wife to get some rest in the bedroom.
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