Also, she asked me to help her pull strings and connect her with the neighborhood since everyone is so introverted. But I refused, and offered to welcome her today instead. Mom."
Miles added, shifting his gaze to Hannah for confirmation.
"That's quite a story. I never knew Mr. Marcus would let one slip in," she joked. "But since you've accepted, there's no problem, after all you're the man of the house."
She teased.
Ding Ding! Ding!
Just then, the doorbell, which rarely ever made a sound, reverberated through the house, causing everyone to freeze as silence descended.
Everyone exchanged glances, sharing the same feeling.
Stunned and surprised, all eyes suddenly focused on Miles, their meaning clear as he paused in the motion of putting a biscuit into his mouth.
Ding! Ding!
"Okay. I'll get it."
Miles gave in and dropped the biscuit, cleaning his hands as he stood up.
Click.
"Hi."
"Hi."
