Not long after, the butler received a call from outside saying that someone was coming into the estate.
The neighborhood’s entrance was several kilometers away from the Stanton Mansion, so it looked like they had already arrived.
Not long after the call, a car slowly stopped in the courtyard outside the front gates.
Floyd stood outside with the few of them. The sun was warm and nice as it shone on them.
The butler went over to open the car door. A man and a woman came out from the back seat, and Molly got down from the passenger side.
The man and woman both looked very distinguished. The middle-aged man was elegant and handsome. He looked bookish and had a few similarities to Molly.
The woman looked well-maintained, dignified, and elegant. However, she looked nervous as she swept a glance at the luxurious Stanton Mansion.
Soon, the woman hid the surprise in her eyes.
Molly smiled and glanced at the people standing there with slight surprise.
She then took her mother and father’s arm and walked over.
"Hello, Uncle Floyd! These two are my mom and dad..."
Everyone was briefly introduced. Floyd was especially serious. He was friendly and restrained as he invited everyone in.
Mr. Stewart glanced at Grant’s back strangely and nervously wiped his sweat.
Somehow, everyone in the Stanton family looked very easy-going and did not have the usual bad habits of regular rich people. They were not at all snobby.
However, Maverick’s eldest brother made people feel inexplicably stressed.
Compared to Grant, Maverick was much better!
The strange thing was that every time Grant looked at Aida, the tenderness in his eyes made people feel that he was actually a very gentle person.
It must be an illusion!
Mr. and Mrs. Stewart sat across the table. Mrs. Stewart saw Nicole and had a trace of amazement in her eyes. She then smiled and extended her hand.
"Ms. Stanton, can I call you by your name?"
"Of course, Mrs. Stewart. You can just call me Nicole."
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