Chapter 573
They took the elevator to the executive steak house located on the 12th floor. The entire restaurant seemed to have been reserved. Several bodyguards were waiting on the outside, and only a few waitresses were left behind to serve them.
Yorrick was waiting in the corridor. He looked down at his watch when the two of them arrived. “You’re quite punctual.”
Nolan asked indifferently, “Where’s Grandmother?”
“She’s inside,” Yorrick said, turned around, and led them in.
Nolan held Maisie’s hand as they walked toward the dining room. Soon, they saw a white-haired old lady sitting alone at the dining table with her back facing them, fiddling with a green rose found in a vase in her hand.
Yorrick walked up to Madam Hathaway’s side and bent down. “Grandmother.”
Nolan led Maisie around the long white table to the seat opposite Madam Hathaway.
Madam Hathaway then inserted the flower into the vase, placed it aside, and slowly raised her head. “It’s been so many years since ! last saw you. How have you and your father been doing?”
Maisie only got a better look at Madam Hathaway’s face. She was about 70 years old, and her hair was as white as snow. However, judging from her facial features, she could see the stunning demeanor she had back when she was younger.
Although her appearance was not as prepossessing as it was before, she still had the indifferent and cool temperament with her. The aura she exuded came from her gaze, and her eyes looked so lucid as if they were two crystal clear lakes.
Nolan smiled. “We’re doing fine. You can always return and have a look if you want to see him.”
Madam Hathaway’s gaze landed on Maisie. “Is she your wife?”
Nolan nodded without hesitation.
Maisie nodded politely and smiled. “Nice to meet you, Grandma.”
“Take a seat,” Madam Hathaway said slowly while pouring tea. “It’s just the few of us. No outsiders are joining us today, so there’s no need to be so polite and restrained.”
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