Elara Eastwood looked her grandson up and down. She reached out, gently patting his shoulder, and murmured, "You look so energetic. You have such handsome features."
Someone walked over. It was Noah Grant.
He stood beside his wife and looked up at his grandson. "My eldest grandson really is as handsome as Adonis, tall and dashing. He could easily make a living on his looks alone, yet he chooses to rely on his strength. With a face like that, he could be a movie star. His good looks definitely elevate our family's prestige."
Celeste Grant chuckled softly. "Haha, Dad, it's not as exaggerated as you make it sound."
Noah replied, "Celeste, my darling, it's not an exaggeration. Dad is just stating the facts."
