Victoria looked at Jack in surprise; she hadn't heard about him before.
A man in a pink shirt introduced himself enthusiastically, "Hello, Victoria! I'm Carl Carter, Jack's grandpa is my grandfather too!"
Victoria raised an eyebrow.
Cousins?
She had heard of the Carter family, an elite in the upper echelons of society.
She hadn't realized there was this connection with the Moore family.
"Please, have a seat, Victoria!" Carl, casual and humorous, continued, "Oh my, no wonder he used to talk about you all the time. Victoria, you're truly stunning, effortlessly outshining a whole group of female celebrities in the entertainment industry! Nice to meet you for the first time!"
"Hello," Victoria managed to reply, slightly taken aback by his warmth and loquacity. Jack used to talk about her often?
She glanced at Jack, who shot a warning look at Carl.
Misunderstood, Carl touched his nose; what was wrong with stating the truth? He did mention Victoria's name frequently.
When Victoria entered, Carl had been captivated.
She wore a goose-yellow embroidered dress, exuding charm and brilliance.
Her naturally fair skin seemed to glow, flawless and eye-catching.
However, what struck Carl the most were Victoria's eyes.
They were pure and lively, resembling a pool of spring water, overflowing with a seductive and innocent allure.
Victoria walked over and sat beside Jack.
Carl followed suit, observing the couple for a while. They were a perfect match.
"Victoria, Jack is really fortunate to have you!"
Carl said, his words causing Victoria's lips to twitch. She looked at Jack, puzzled.
Jack, looking back at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, poured her a cup of tea, and said in a husky voice, "Carl is right."
Victoria was surprised by the whole series of events.
When did he become so eloquent?
Perplexed, she blinked, picked up the tea cup, and drank.
Carl was relentless, eyes rolling mischievously.
"Jack, Victoria, you two, work harder! Oh, and not just me, even our grandpa... I mean, your grandfather, is looking forward to having great-grandchildren!"
Suddenly, Victoria understood.
Carl was probably here on the old man's orders, checking on how she and Jack were getting along.
They were going to divorce in a year; great-grandchildren could wait.
Jack sensed her thoughts, his gaze darkening.
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