Chapter 110

Xander held Abigail's hand and bowed at Alfred.

"Thank you, Mr. Bianco. This is my wife, Abigail. Abigail, this is Mr. Bianco, my close friend and also my mentor in life."

'The two have an over 60-year age gap but can still become close friends. This really is an enviable friendship,' thought Abigail.

When faced with such a beautiful friendship, the embarrassment Abigail had from holding Xander's hand disappeared. She said sweetly, "Hello, Mr. Bianco!"

"Pleased to meet you, kiddo!" Alfred was nearly 100 years old, and Abigail was much younger than his granddaughter. In his eyes, Abigail's age was of a child's. "If you don't mind, you're welcome to frequent my house in the future," said Alfred.

"Pleased to meet you too, Mr. Bianco!" Abigail took out her hand from Xander's and shook Alfred's hand. Just as she retracted her hand, Xander held it again.

Abigail was speechless.

'There's no need to constantly hold hands even if we're really husband and wife, right? Wouldn't doing so se