When Evelyn saw her own daughter step out of the passenger seat, instead of the driver's seat like always, she raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised, which was a rare gesture considering everything that woman had already witnessed throughout her own life.
And when the car, which she recognized perfectly as belonging to her daughter, smoothly took off and disappeared into the night sky without the driver even getting out to introduce himself, that curiosity only grew even more inside her.
A suggestive, typically motherly smile slowly formed on Evelyn's face as she watched her daughter approach, trying her best to maintain a neutral, serious expression that definitely wasn't fooling anyone.
"So this is how you greet your mother, whom you haven't seen in so long?" Evelyn asked, in a teasing tone that carried a deliberate provocation.
Isabella felt her face heat up instantly.
