The two opened the car doors and got out.
Kasper Edith, who had just been drinking from a bottle, had already returned to his usual elegant demeanor—a model of sophistication with his buttons neatly fastened, clothes pristine, and the fresh scent of gum in his mouth.
"Mom!"
Olivia Parker walked over to meet Michelle Collin, who turned to glance at her daughter before her gaze settled on Kasper Edith.
The man walking beside her daughter was dressed in perfectly fitting clothes, exuding gentle and refined qualities that fit Michelle Collin's aesthetic.
Meeting Michelle Collin's gaze, Kasper Edith smiled and slightly nodded at her, raising his hand to point at Olivia, then at his own mouth, shrugging apologetically.
Michelle Collin didn't understand his gesture and raised her eyebrows in confusion.
"Are you Mr. Edith, the one I spoke to on the phone earlier?"
