The three of them walked to the front door, and Houghton went up and rang the doorbell.
The vi gate slowly opened and a maid came out, “Who are you?”
The maid spoke the Cryptguage, but Vivian Mond wore a miniature headset that automatically tranted what the other woman said.
She felt more and more that Morris Cheal had sent a good thing, too practical.
“Yo, it’s Mr. Sabastian. Come on,e in, madam has been talking about you.” When the maid got a good look at Houghton himself, her heart rallied and she immediately opened the door wide and invited the three to enter together.
However, when Vivian Mond walked in, the maid kept staring at her.
That look made Vivian Mond feel like she was on pins and needles.
She knew very well that Cindere Sabastian was her mother, and the maid had been with Cindere Sabastian all the time, and when she saw that she looked very simr to Cindere Sabastian, she had probably guessed her identity.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.
As expected, Vivian Mond then saw the servant walk up to Houghton and asked in a low voice, “That girl is the young master, isn’t she, she looks exactly the same as thedy when she was young.”
“That’s for sure.” Houghton answered.
“Oh, how time flies, in the blink of an eye she has grown so big, madam must be very happy to see herter. No wonder the cook was specially asked to prepare lunch today.”
The maid was familiar with Houghton and had a good conversation with him.
After entering the vi’s lobby, the maid trotted over to the living room sofa, “Madam, Donald Sabastian Sr. and Aidan Sabastian and the others are here.”
The maid did not introduce Vivian Mond’s identity, most likely because she wanted to leave a surprise.
The woman sitting at the end of the sofa jerked up and looked back at several people, and it was only then that Vivian Mond noticed …
The nearly fifty-year-old Cindere Sabastian was dressed in a slim ck cheongsam, her long hair meticulously coiled at the back of her head, with a lucite hairpin inserted.
She is fair-skinned, although older but very well maintained, charming, dignified atmosphere, the bones exude the temperament of a nobledy.
Compared with Vivian Mond, who is casual in nature, the two have very different personalities.
Cindere Sabastian looked at Vivian Mond without blinking, the hand clutching the beads stopped plucking the bead string and slowly walked towards her, “You … are you Vivian?”
Cindere Sabastianmunicated with Vivian Mond in fluent Mandarin.
Faced with Cindere Sabastian’s approach, Vivian Mond took a step backward somewhat ufortably and just looked at her calmly, with no ripples in her pupils.
Or maybe Vivian Mond hides her emotions so well that it is not easy to detect her happiness or sadness.
“Vivian, she is your mother, Cindere Sabastian.”
Houghton knew that Vivian Mond was a bit reluctant to meet the unfamiliar Cindere Sabastian, so he stood beside her and said, “I know it’s the first time you two meet and you’re not sure how to get along. But Vivian, she has really given so much to you, there are just some things you don’t know.”
“It’s okay, it doesn’t matter.”
Cindere Sabastian, a quiet and virtuous woman, politely made a ‘please’ gesture, “Come, Vivian take a seat, Aidan, teacher, you also sit.”
“Okay.”
Vivian Mond did not say anything back, Aidan Sabastian nodded his head in a very hrious way and pulled Vivian Mond to sit down directly on the sofa.
The maid came over, “Would the two guests like to have coffee or milk tea?”
Because Cindere Sabastian also often left the Hidden n to go to C, or other ces, so appetite has changed, also like to drink coffee, so brought back a lot of coffee beans from abroad, grinding their own
“Coffee bar.”
“Well, I’ll have a cup of coffee too.”
Both of them ordered a cup of coffee.
The maid gave a slight jowl and turned around to leave directly.
Not long after, the maid came over with two cups of coffee and a cup of tea.