Thomas Fisher was suddenly jolted awake after being nudged on the arm. His gaze at Autumn York shifted from initial hostility to disbelief and finally to joy.
"Mom! You've done well by me all these years, and I promise I'll take good care of you." Realizing he had misunderstood his mother's intentions, he was overjoyed, with a broad smile on his face.
"As long as you're not mad at me, that's enough. I wouldn't dare hope for more." Autumn said this but was secretly overjoyed, her crescent moon-shaped eyes betraying her true feelings.
Such obvious crescent-shaped eyes, how could Thomas miss it? His lips curved upwards, "Mom! You can have this luxury of hope."
"Stop, stop! No more cheek from you."
Autumn waved her hand to stop Thomas from being cheeky, and after doing so, she composed herself and asked, "Does Alice Turner really know about Athena coming to the house? She wasn't upset, right?"
