Carabella had previously met Flint's biological mother when she was a child. Flint's mother had always disliked her. She knew the reason was their vast differences in social status. However, now she was reunited with a middle-aged woman who looked graceful in her eyes. Staring at this middle-aged woman with a smirk in her eyes, she struggled to swallow. Would she be insulted by Flint's mother due to a misunderstanding?
Despite her nervousness, she remained polite to Flint's mother. Her head bowed politely, clutching her expensive mini bag tightly. "It's been a while, Auntie."
The middle-aged woman smiled slyly at the now-adult girl. "Carabella, I really didn't recognize you earlier. I didn't expect you to be so grown up now."
Flint draped his arm around his best friend's shoulder, openly showing off their relationship to his mother. "Yes, Carabella has grown into a beautiful woman. I'm even amazed by how she looks today."
