On the other side, there were several tomatoes. The tomatoes had already dried up, except for some purple ones hanging on the branches. They looked a little old, probably because they weren't picked for a long time.
I was really bored. Seeing that there were some weeds in the garden, I couldn't help but stretch my hands out to get rid of them. When I heard footsteps behind me, I thought it was Tobias. Hence, I didn't turn around. I opened my mouth and said, "Did you plant all these? I didn't expect you, a cynical young master, to be so down-to-earth."
I didn't hear any reply, so I stayed silent. However, when I turned around, I saw a woman, probably in her forties. She was wearing a grey chiffon shirt, a pair of black wide-legged pants, and a pair of flat shoes that had mud on them. It seemed that she had just stepped on mud.
With a basket in her hand, a sunhat on her head, she looked at me and gave me soft smile. "Are you Tobias' friend?"
I was taken aback. I tried to figure out who that woman was, and who was she to Tobias. At Hayes Manor, I heard Monica saying that Tobias' mother was a model. She should be in her fifties. Hence, the woman before my eyes shouldn't be Tobias' mother.
Was she his elder sister or aunt?
I walked out of the vegetable garden, looked at her with a small smile, and said, "Hello, is this garden yours? It's very well taken care of!"
The woman smiled softly and handed me a bunch of grapes from the basket. "Try some. I just picked them. There's no pesticide. You can eat it without any worry," she said.
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