More and more people came in to look at the three little ones.
Emily Williams walked over holding Olivia Yorke. Hearing Mrs. Chapman complaining about her eldest grandson, she smiled and said, "Maybe Owen already has someone he's fond of, Grandma. No need to worry."
"Do you know something?" Mrs. Chapman's gaze sharpened as she looked at Emily.
"I'm not entirely sure." Olivia's two big eyes brimmed with tears, her little mouth pouted in grievance. Emily pulled out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her tears and replied, "These days when I see Owen, I've noticed his nicotine addiction has gotten much worse. It seems like something is really bothering him. He's doing well in his business, and nothing bad has happened at home. Aside from work and family, the only thing left is personal relationships."
"I guess he might be facing some trouble when it comes to love."
