"I think your granddaughter's name is Apolline. She was a flower girl for your son Jack at the wedding banquet last year."
Apolline smiled and nodded at Franklin when her name was suddenly mentioned.
"Hello, Mr. Franklin. My name is Apolline White. I've heard so much about you from Grandma. It's my honor to meet you here."
Lauren stood rooted to the ground. How could a six-year-old girl say such a thing? Why was she so formal?
Upon hearing what Apolline said, Sophia patted her on the back. It was as if she was praising her.
Franklin smiled. "Apolline is really polite."
Sophia did not hide her satisfaction.
"Yes, I've taught this child etiquette since she was young. She's doing very well now."
After saying that, she cast a casual glance at Lauren. However, her gaze only lingered on Lauren for a moment before she turned to look at Franklin.
