When Lyle Westbrook arrived at the Habsden Family home, the Old Lady personally greeted him outside.
Seeing him, her face was full of apologetic expressions, "Lyle, I'm sorry, I had an appointment with you for my granddaughter to have a meal with you today. Unfortunately, she had some urgent matters and couldn't make it back in time."
She had returned, then ran away.
The Old Lady was too embarrassed to say.
A smile appeared on the corners of Lyle Westbrook's mouth as he helped to steady her, "It's alright, we can meet Miss Habsden another time."
"That's great." The Old Lady had been afraid he wouldn't want to meet her again, but now she smiled happily, patting his hand and praising Enna Clark all the way.
She praised her as if there was no one like her in heaven or on earth.
If Enna were here, she would feel ashamed and wouldn't believe the person the Old Lady was describing was her.
