CHAPTER 43

It was evident that no one held much regard for Preston’s ugly-looking wife. So, his name was Leon. Luna repressed her excitement as she subtly observed him. He was indeed a striking and talented individual. His high-bridged nose and eyes, filled with an intense undercurrent, gave him a captivating aura. His expression was stoic and resolute, reminiscent of a lone wolf concealed in the shadows, distant and inaccessible.

Luna couldn’t help but sigh. Among the three grandsons of Claudia, Leon was merely engaged, yet it was the second grandson, Preston, who was married first.

Luna suddenly remembered that she hadn't given her gift yet. She promptly presented the box of cookies in her hand. “Grandma, happy birthday. This is my gift. It's from Woody's...” “Huh, you must be joking! It’s mom’s birthday, and someone has the audacity to bring cheap biscuits.”

Before Luna could finish her sentence, Madison, having noticed the word “biscuits” on the package, abruptly interrupted her.“Just look