"Ooh, sir has just come back he is upstairs." the maid answered.
"Call him down," she said. Maids around the corner could not help but gossip.
"I can't imagine that that young arrogant miss went and complained to our boss's mother."
"Our dark days are yet to come darlings," another maid said.
"I pity our boss he is the poorest one here," they said.
Meanwhile, Edward stepped down the stairs step by step.
"Son, can you tell your mother how old are you?" she asked.
"Mom, is that you're supposed greeting?" he asked.
"And why should I greet you? For once I thought that you were going to marry that young girl, was underage thought but she was the best match for you, but look at you, she was impregnated by another man. You lost my perfect daughter-in-law. Why is my life pitiful? Son, do you plan on killing me like this?" Mrs. Gray was talking and talking.
