Amelia continued to be busy, and Osbert just stood there, unable to say a word.
The aroma of porridge filled the air, as someone approached the entrance.
The sound of a walking stick hit the floor first, then Elder Foster asked, "Amelia, are you back?"
"Yes, I'm back. Grandfather, did you come?"
Amelia turned around and came out of the small kitchen, finding Elder Foster had arrived just in time for dinner.
"We'll be eating in a while, have you eaten?" Amelia asked while Elder Foster squinted his eyes.
"No, Georgia brought me here. She said she had something to do, so after dropping me off, she left. Amelia, is Georgia's boyfriend a jerk? Why does he always yell during their phone calls?"
Elder Foster had sharp eyes and keen ears, and he could tell that Georgia had been taken advantage of and felt sorry for her.
Amelia laughed, "Does Mr. Wright know?"
Elder Foster frowned, "Which prestigious Wright family are you talking about?"
"That one."