Elvis came bearing an armload of gifts.
Jolin had the housekeeper bring in some snacks and fruit.
Aurelia descended the staircase, dressed in a woolen dress, no makeup on her face, and her hair casually draped over her shoulders.
Her beauty was in her natural, unadorned purity, requiring no embellishment from cosmetics.
Elvis' gaze momentarily stilled. Like Arnold, he had seen many women and had long developed an immunity to their charms. Only Aurelia could draw his attention so easily.
Her beauty was not only skin deep, but also in the ethereal quality she exuded.
While physical beauty may fade with age, character remains constant. This was the key to a woman's everlasting allure.
"Mr. Cooper, Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas." Elvis' lips parted in a charming smile, "Aren't we friends? There's no need for formalities, you can call me Elvis."
Aurelia smiled, still preferring to call him Mr. Cooper.
Jolin donned her apron and cheerfully said, "Elvis, stay for dinner. I'm cooking tonight."
Avery suspected that his mother chose Aurelia’s suitors based on their looks. As long as they were handsome, she was satisfied.
Aurelia selected a mint cupcake from the platter and offered it to Elvis, "Want a cupcake?"
Elvis accepted it, taking a bite, "Where did this come from? The mint flavor is strong and sweet, but not cloying. I've never had a mint cupcake this good before."
Aurelia laughed, "My grandmother made it. She sent it from Pebblebrook. She runs a bakery there."
Elvis glanced at Avery sitting across him, "I heard it's the hottest bakery in Pebblebrook. Many fans travel a long way just to visit."
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