Baber blinked, caught slightly off guard.
After all the times he had driven Karen, this was the first time she had ever initiated a conversation with him.
"Not tired at all." he replied.
Karen continued, "Baber, did you think that young lady we just dropped off was pretty?"
Baber, unsure of where Karen was headed with this, decided to stick with the truth. "Yes, she's pretty."
Upon hearing this, Karen lit up her face with pride. "Of course! Sherman’s wife is bound to be beautiful."
Baber was speechless. So Karen had taken him on such a roundabout conversation just to brag about how gorgeous Sherman’s wife would be?
Anthea returned home.
Nanson had already arrived and was sitting in the living room, chatting with Carole.
"Ann, you're back just in time. Elaine’s birthday is tomorrow. Carole and I were discussing heading over to her place. You've been back for a while and haven't met many of the relatives. It's a good chance to get to know everyone."
"Aunt Elaine’s place?" Anthea paused, then remembered that Carole had not only a younger brother like Nanson but also two older sisters and an older brother.
Nanson was referring to Carole's eldest sister, Elaine Yeager.
"Sure," Anthea nodded, then added, "What time are we going tomorrow? I'll head to bed early tonight."
Lately, Anthea had been swamped with developing her OS System, working late into the night.
"No need to rush," Carole added. "We'll leave around nine in the morning."
The next morning, Anthea was up early. After a jog, she joined Carole and Nanson on their way to Elaine’s house.
After a two-hour journey on the bus, weaving through the city, they finally arrived.
Anthea hadn't expected Aunt Elaine’s living conditions to be so grand.
A majestic villa stood before them, complete with a sprawling front garden and two large fountains to the left.
Standing in front of the opulent villa, Carole seemed a bit tense.
Anthea looped her arm through Carole's, "Mom, one day I’ll buy you and Uncle Nanson twenty villas like this each. One for you to live in and nineteen to rent out. You can just collect the rent, and don't even need to work."
"Really?" Nanson said excitedly. Though it sounded like a boast, he believed that Anthea could make it happen.
"Of course."
She and Hancock had two daughters, the eldest a renowned lawyer and the youngest attending a prestigious university.
It wasn't an overstatement to call Elaine the most successful of the Yeager family.
This gave Carole a sense of superiority in front of Nanson.
Though siblings, they were hardly from the same world.
"How do you do, Elaine?" Carole and Nanson greeted.
Elaine nodded, "Oh, it's you! Come in. Delia, fetch some disposable slippers for our guests."
As she spoke, Elaine seemed to notice Anthea for the first time. "Who might this be?"
"This is my daughter, Anthea. Ann, this is your Aunt Elaine."
"Pleased to meet you," Anthea said politely.
Elaine scrutinized Anthea, a flicker of barely detectable disdain in her eyes.
Rumor had it that Anthea was nothing but a dud in the Morris family, scarcely able to recognize her alphabet.

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