Kary's mother looked at Alex with an appreciative smile.
She had met rich young men before. This wasn't her first rodeo.
But, usually, they were pretentious little pricks, and she would do anything to push her daughter away from them. Money wasn't all in life, after all.
And she wanted what was best for her daughter.
But this young man was grounded, funny, and hadn't a tinge of the arrogance of someone born into money.
Which begged the question: How did he get this rich so fast?
But she wouldn't ask him this. No.
She would wait to have a moment with her daughter and ask her instead. It was in a Deveille's nature to be nosy.
A trait she was surprised her daughter hadn't inherited.
'Her father was always more of a mind-your-business person,' she thought, looking at Kary.
But she didn't say a peep.
Alex stopped laughing, looking at the woman with a sheepish look.