Ian's face darkened; he desperately wanted to pull rank and give Andres a fierce scolding.
But Mrs. Sloan nudged him in the ribs, as if reminding him not to forget the whole reason they were here.
Remembering that he was the one begging for a favor, Ian reluctantly forced a fake smile.
"I'm the elder here, he's the younger generation. It wouldn't be right for an elder to bicker with a younger man over trivial things."
Mrs. Sloan quickly chimed in.
"Sofia, you've raised a fine son."
"My nephew is incredibly dashing and successful. He's a rare talent."
"How old is he this year? Is he married yet?"
Sofia thought to herself, 'Not only is he married, he married an absolute stunner.'
She instinctively glanced over at Maeve.
Maeve was standing with Hans and Murray, looking perfectly content to just watch the show unfold and practically projecting an aura that said, 'Don't drag me into this.'
Remembering that her son's marriage to Maeve hadn't been made public yet.
Sofia knew it wasn't her place to meddle, so she decided to brush it off.
"I try not to interfere in the kids' business..."
The underlying message was: 'I'm his mother and I don't care about his love life.'
'So you outsiders should stop trying to push your way in.'
However, Sofia severely underestimated just how shameless Mrs. Sloan could be.
"Sofia, that's where you're wrong."
"Our nephew is so handsome, and your family's status is top-tier."
"When it comes to choosing a partner, you have to be extremely careful."
"You can't just ignore your son's life choices just because you're paralyzed."
"For families at our level, marriage is all about finding an equal match."
"Andres, right..."
Mrs. Sloan pointed to her own daughter.
"What do you think of my Noelle?"
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