Chapter Twenty Seven: Curious about him

*Vivienne*

“Liam?” the feminine voice called and my head swiveled towards it's direction.

My eyes landed on a group of women standing a few meters away but what really caught my eye was the waspy-looking woman with wavy brownish-blond bob hair that came down to her neck. She was dressed in a flowing, soft cream dress that showed off her lithe, ballerina-like frame while an expensive looking necklace adorned her neck.

She looked distinctly familiar like I was directly staring at someone I knew personally. But, it was only when I eventually looked into her green eyes that it hit me.

“That's your mom, right?” I asked even though I didn't expect any answer. He doesn't have to confirm it when it is glaringly obvious.

It was like I was staring at an older feminine version of Liam. The air that they both gave off is one that unmistakably spoke volumes of their sense of authority and refinement.

I shifted my glance to the other women as they openly gaped at Liam.

“Liam, you came!” anothe