Her Collins had truly come to an understanding!
"Have you seen that girl named Ella? Is she as gentle and pretty as she is in the photo?" Mrs. Aiden suddenly turned to the old waiter, her eyes brimming with expectation.
"Madam, Miss Ella doesn't photograph well; she is much more beautiful in person than in her photos," the old waiter said with a smile.
"That's great! That's great! She's a perfect match for my Collins!" Mrs. Aiden's smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't be concealed.
"Madam, the Young Master is still inside arranging flowers. Should I go and call him?" the old waiter asked, looking at Mrs. Aiden's beaming face with respect.
"No, no, don't call him, and don't tell him I was here. Let him focus on arranging the flowers. Getting a daughter-in-law for me as soon as possible is what's important!"
Holding a paper rose in her hand, Mrs. Aiden's face was full of joy, completely forgetting that she had come to settle accounts with her son just a moment ago.
