"Old Madam..."
Embarrassment flickered across Leila's face as she whispered softly into the Old Madam's ear.
The Old Madam, belatedly realizing the situation, also felt a tinge of embarrassment.
"I... What I meant was, why didn't you rest? You came down so quickly?"
Joel Russo pursed his thin lips, lifting his feet and walking as he spoke:
"My room was occupied, how could I rest?"
"The bed is so big, it's not that cramped!" Old Madam blurted out without any hesitation.
"..."
The spacious living room fell silent for a moment.
Arabella Vanderbilt had just changed clothes and come out, just in time to hear Grandma Rodbell's disgruntled muttering, a flush of embarrassment crossing her beautiful face.
"Old Madam..."
Seeing the figure who appeared behind the Young Master, Leila felt extremely helpless.
Every time in front of her two grandsons, she acted so childishly.
