Elise Don sat in the car, the warm breeze making her slightly sleepy.
Originally, she was feeling a bit heated and planned to drive straight back to Northern City, but then Oliver Bloom called with explosive news.
Elise recalled the figure in the stands, both graceful and energetic, with a keen sense of style. It was hard for her to imagine that was Oliver Bloom's mom, who was the same age as her.
Or maybe, middle-aged people nowadays are just really good at maintaining their looks. Even though Elise hadn't seen the woman's face, with her experience in beauty, she could tell that Oliver Bloom's mom was definitely exceptionally beautiful.
Elegance doesn't lie.
And speaking of Oliver Bloom's face, he could debut immediately, so naturally, his genes wouldn't disappoint.
Elise picked at the leather on the steering wheel, laughing dryly.
"So that's your mom."
"Haha."
Huh.
Just moments ago, she had said she wasn't at the scene, but now she didn't mention it anymore.
