"You can't wait, so you play stalker? What kind of person do you think Collins is? Do you think you can secretly follow him and he won't notice? When you get caught, don't blame me for not warning you."
Wallace Aiden took the newspaper from his wife's hands and turned his head to instruct the Butler to bring an additional Tea Cup.
He poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the anxious Mrs. Aiden, "You, just save yourself the worry. Let Collins make his own decisions; I think he's more anxious than you are right now."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Aiden was stunned.
Wallace Aiden smiled, "A man's intuition, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. Just sit back and enjoy your tea with me and stop causing your Son any more trouble."
Mrs. Aiden: "..."
