Mila Anderson saw everything clearly, noticing that her precious grandson wasn't the least bit upset. She knew that what her grandson and Camila Ruiz said was the truth, and she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the two treasured grandsons won't become romantic rivals.
It seems rumors are just rumors, not to be trusted.
"You guys chat, I'm going for a walk." Mila Anderson glanced at Jimmy Horne and Camila Ruiz, stood up with a light smile, and walked out of the Side Hall. She didn't need to be a third wheel now that she understood the relationships.
Mila Anderson wasn't particularly open-minded, unlike the old ladies of the past. But after experiencing so much, and now at an old age, she had come to terms with many things. Even with Pheobe Rogers, an old rival she hated for thirty years, she could now laugh it off. So she didn't want to interfere in her grandchildren's love lives and tried to learn from her mother-in-law's way of handling things.
