"Grandma, it's so early. Let's not be angry, okay?" Ivy Holden said, quickly placing the freshly brewed fruit tea by Hazel Sterling's hand. "Have some tea and calm down. Getting angry gives you wrinkles! And if you get wrinkles, my goddess won't be beautiful anymore!"
"Such a sweet talker! I'm already covered in wrinkles, so I don't mind one or two more," Hazel Sterling said with a laugh, taking a sip of the fruit tea.
Evan Sterling smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt. I'll coordinate with the security staff."
"This Milo Halloway... why can't I seem to recall who he is?" Hazel Sterling asked with a frown.
Evan Sterling leaned over and patted Hazel Sterling's hand. "Aunt, you don't need to worry about people like him. You should focus on your health and take good care of Ivy for Cynthia."
