THIRD PERSON POV
A stylish elderly woman stepped down from the plane with a small smile on her face. She was dressed like royalty, and although she was in her early fifties, she didn't look a day older than thirty-five.
The lady brought her hand to her face slowly, her fingers grabbing the huge square frame glasses before pulling them down slowly to reveal her gray colored eyes.
Victoria Jules Bryes inhaled deeply, taking in a breath of air before releasing it.
There were still a few more days to the end of the week when the deal she had made with her son would be over, but she couldn't take the wait anymore. Plus... Her son, as smart as he was, could be stupid in matters concerning women; how dumb would he be when it came to children?
What if he scared her future daughter-in-law.
