"Yes, I can imagine it..."
"But it's not like my mother's relative hasn't seen her," Aman said with a smile. "Do you remember that night's dinner party at Bordeaux's Barbecue?"
In the bedroom at night, they whispered softly.
He was so warm-hearted.
Chloe nodded slightly. "Okay."
"Among the French nobles who welcomed me, the owner of the Bordeaux Wine House is a cousin of my mother's."
Chloe was so surprised that she opened her eyes from the sleep, lifted her head from the pillow, and said, "What? You... Why didn't you tell me at that time? I was wondering why the Manor Master was so enthusiastic, and he kept surrounding us, trying to talk to you."
"What are you talking about? Should I introduce them to you?" Aman laughed. "There's no need for that. They also want to curry favor with me, but do you think he would dare to call me nephew?"
Chloe felt that her embarrassment was about to break out.
Aman truly was...a man that even the elders feared.
