Wow, Auntie's really something!
"Uncle, can these idioms really be used like that?" Julian Campbell nervously tugged at Charles Seymour's sleeve.
"Why not?" Charles Seymour gave Julian a strange look before continuing to gaze tenderly at his Sophie Wilson.
Look at Sophie all spirited and lively when she's dissing someone, she's stunning.
That's his wife!
His!
"Miss Wilson, don't say that, after all, Miss Cole is a guest." Of course, James Reed had to stand by Hayley Cole now, speaking on her behalf.
"She's a guest, huh?" Sophie Wilson curiously glanced at Martin Seymour and asked, "Uncle, was Miss Cole invited by you or Grandpa?"
Martin Seymour calmly said, "Neither."
"See, Miss Cole isn't an invited guest of the Seymour Family." Sophie Wilson spread her hands helplessly at James Reed.
"So what? Is it not okay if I invited her?" Hayley Cole sneered and questioned, "Or are you going to deny that James has Seymour blood flowing in his veins?"
