Celine immediately averted her gaze when she saw the number of people standing there. "I didn't know Lucas had unexpected visitors." She thought.
"Good afternoon, ma'am," Celine said, bowing her head respectfully. The old woman’s stern face brought back memories. As a child, Celine had feared her whenever her mother took her to the Rodriguez villa.
"She's too strict. I don't want to go to their house," she had often complained to her mother.
Those tantrums had vanished the moment she saw their grandson. She liked him instantly but never got the chance to talk to him during those few visits. Now, looking at him beside the old woman, she thought, "I wonder why he grew up to be such a jerk."
Her eyes landed on the person behind the old woman. Mia stood there, a sly smirk curling her lips
