"She's tired from filming the show today, we'll do the signature another day."
"Uncle, you'd prefer me to call Lydia Brooke 'Aunt', wouldn't you? You don't get it, do you? You must call women younger names. Call them 'sister' if they look like aunt-level, and 'aunt' if they look like granny-level. That's how you win their favor."
Jorge Saxton glanced at Iris Seys.
Iris Seys chuckled, "Uncle, if you don't believe me, just watch."
The show was live-broadcasted, and during a break, Lydia Brooke went for a rest and a drink. Iris Seys gave Jorge Saxton a mischievous smile then hurried over to Lydia Brooke.
"Sister Lydia," Iris Seys beamed brightly.
Lydia Brooke was drinking water and was slightly surprised to see Iris Seys, "What are you doing here?"
"My uncle brought me," Iris Seys pointed behind her at Jorge Saxton who was walking towards them.
Lydia Brooke's gaze was somewhat unnatural, deliberately lowered to avoid Jorge Saxton's eyes.
