It was supposed to be an introduction, but Isabella Weaver felt that it was more about showing off.
"Old Master Hunter, it's been a long time! You still look as stylish as ever! Judging by your health, you could live another five hundred years!"
"No, no, if I live that long, wouldn't I become an old demon? But with a filial grandson and granddaughter-in-law, maybe I could live another fifty years!"
"Indeed, your grandson is one in a million, and your granddaughter-in-law too! Look at her bearing, like your own granddaughter, refined and noble. Truly enviable! It would be great if my son could find a wife like her!"
Ben Hunter wore a smile, glancing at the graceful and beautiful Isabella Weaver by his side, feeling satisfied and content: "You won't find another like her; we took her away! My granddaughter-in-law is the best in the world, the one and only!"
