"Little Mike is so adorable! He must be six or seven this year, right? Look at those big eyes—you can tell he's a clever one!"
Victor Vance looked a bit reserved. She nodded slightly and said, "Ma'am." Then, she turned to Nathan Lynch beside her. "This is Uncle Dawson's mother, your Grandma Lee."
"Hello, Grandma," Nathan Lynch replied obediently.
Yvonne Lee beamed, her smile bright and cheerful. "What perfect timing!" she exclaimed. "Come on, let's go back to my place for dinner."
Victor Vance looked hesitant.
"Mom..." Aidan Dawson started, "maybe not today. She..."
Seeing Aidan Dawson stammer, Yvonne Lee, frustrated by his incompetence, marched over and twisted his ear. "I knew it! You completely failed, didn't you? Did you even give her a proper invitation? You're a grown man! How can you mess up something so simple? You clearly didn't inherit a single ounce of your mother's brilliance!"
Victor Vance spoke up to explain, "That's not it, Ma'am. Please don't blame him."
