"It was alright, I visited a few factories abroad, preparing for the upcoming acquisitions. While we have this break, let's enjoy a good meal, just us siblings."
At this moment, Digby Hart, worth billions, was wearing a simple homemade outfit. While skilfully making dumplings, he casually spoke about his multi-billion-dollar business as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Aubree Groove looked at Digby Hart; he wasn't traditionally handsome, but he had smooth white skin, a gentle and urbane temperament, and with his wealth, it wasn't a problem for him to charm countless young ladies.
At this moment, watching him skilfully make dumplings had a gentle, homey vibe.
His face, comportment, all conveyed one thing - peaceful times.
Digby noticed Aubree's gaze, he smiled and glanced at Aubree, "What, realized your big brother's more handsome now?"
Even his teasing carried a mature humor, there was no pressure being with him, that was Digby's biggest charm.
