*
Meanwhile.
Lady Parker listened to the hang-up tone on her phone, her brows knitted together in frustration, "He's hung up on me again. I've been worrying about him all day, barely getting any sleep, and yet he doesn't seem to care at all."
"He wanted to go on these blind dates, but I don't think his heart is in it."
"Mom, could you please say a few words to Frank on my behalf? Since he was young, he has always respected and been fond of you. I'm certain he will listen to you." After venting her worries, Lady Parker turned her desperate gaze on an elderly lady seated by her side.
The elder lady had a head of snow-white hair, yet she looked mentally vibrant. Despite her simple and humble clothing, she radiated a calm and tranquil demeanor reminiscent of a chrysanthemum.
She was Frank Parker's grandmother.
She usually resided in a Taoist temple, living a life of asceticism and rarely leaving the mountain to visit her family.
