The elderly lady frowned, “Freya – ”
“Mom’s here?” Isabella had just come down from the second floor in the elevator. Seeing Freya, she was quite happy, after all, she hadn’t been in contact with her for over two weeks.
She interrupted the elderly lady and threw herself into Freya’s arms, “Mom!” Freya paused, gently hugged her back with a soft “mm,” but said nothing more.
The elderly lady actually didn’t want Freya to leave Wilson Group. However, seeing Isabella present, she didn’t continue the previous topic, instead smiling and saying to Freya, “Mag, it’s been so long since I’ve had tea made by
you. Would you make some for grandmother?”
Having grown up at Grandmother Wilson’s side, Freya had developed a calm and patient nature from a young age.
With her natural talent and years of practice, her tea ceremony skills were quite good. “Of course, but it’s almost
dinner time…”
Maria, who preferred coffee to tea and didn’t like watching Freya’s tea ceremony, cut in, “Yes, we’ll start dinner soon when Matteo and York return…” Just as she finished speaking, Matteo arrived. Upon entering, he first greeted the elderly lady and Stella.
Seeing Freya, he glanced at her briefly before looking away, sitting down in a single chair far from her.
Seeing Matteo, Isabella immediately left Freya’s embrace and ran to him, “Dad!”
“Mm.” Matteo hugged her, looked around, and was about to speak when Maria arrived.
York was much younger than Maria and Matteo, not yet an adult. With his sunny disposition, he bounded in, gracefully jumping over the sofa armrest to land smoothly on the seat.
Seeing everyone present, he smiled, “Were you all waiting for me?” Maria playfully smacked his head, “Yes, we’ve all been starving waiting for you!”
While Matteo was reserved and rarely spoke, and Maria was hot–tempered, York was the family’s joy, particularly close to his parents.
Upon his arrival, even Stella’s cold expression softened into a smile, and the elderly lady grew more cheerful. Seeing it was getting late and everyone was hungry, she ordered dinner to be served.
With just nine people, they went to the small dining room. The seating arrangement placed the elderly lady, Matteo, Isabella, and Freya together.
The elderly lady smiled and beckoned to Isabella, “Bella, switch seats with your father, let your parents sit together.” The elderly lady was always trying tirelessly to bring Freya and Matteo closer.
Everyone else was used to this by now. They all thought her efforts were futile. After all, despite all her
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matchmaking attempts over the years, Matteo’s attitude toward Freya hadn’t changed one bit.
Knowing how useless these attempts were, Maria smiled sarcastically, not even bothering to get involved this time, and simply sat down wherever.
Though Matteo disliked his grandmother’s arrangements, he wouldn’t defy her on minor matters.
So he remained silent. His silence meant tacit acceptance. Freya no longer felt joy at the elderly lady’s matchmaking
attempts.
Her expression remained neutral, though she smiled gently at the elderly lady and said, “It’s fine, Grandmother, let’s stay as we are.”
The elderly lady felt somewhat helpless, thinking Freya was too passive, too accommodating with Matteo, wasting many opportunities over the years, which led to their lack of progress. But since Freya had spoken, she didn’t insist.
As dinner formally began, everyone chatted while eating, creating a pleasant atmosphere. Freya rarely spoke, quietly eating with her head down.
It had been over ten minutes since Matteo arrived, and the married couple hadn’t exchanged a single word.
They hadn’t communicated at all. This was normal for them as a couple. Everyone was used to it and didn’t find it unusual.
When Isabella wanted something to eat, while Freya used to take care of her, she now habitually asked Matteo to help her.
However, when she wanted the large shrimp, she looked toward Freya. Because in the past, Freya would always peel shrimp for both her and Matteo.
“Mom, I want to eat the large shrimp.”
