Future uncle.
Damon Hawke glanced at her hand, "Helen, you shouldn't call me uncle. If you really marry Cole Hawke in the future, you should call me cousin."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Helen's face paused, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
She looked at Elara Don, "Charlotte, what does he mean by that?"
Elara Don opened her lips, about to speak, when the doorbell rang.
"Who could it be this late? Charlotte, wait a moment, I'll go see who it is first."
Helen had no idea Cole Hawke would come, and after saying a word to Elara Don, she ran to open the door.
"Oh, Arthur? Why are you here?"
Seeing it was Cole Hawke, Helen looked surprised and delighted.
Cole Hawke didn't speak but glanced inside before walking in.
"Hey, Arthur, I'm asking you a question here."
Helen, seeing Cole Hawke ignoring her, followed behind him, dissatisfied.
Cole Hawke had no time to care for her; he glanced at Elara Don, then looked at Damon Hawke, speechless for a moment.
