Before going to meet Chris' parents, Lena had already heard Lina's introduction. Chris' father was Marco Hamerton
—not particularly outstanding among the Hamerton descendants, but far from mediocre.
Marco was knowledgeable and gentlemanly. He had little interest in business and had dedicated his life to
archaeological research. He was also an honorary professor in the Ancient Literature Department at the University
of Centrolis.
His wife, Fleur Warnock, also had quite a background. The Warnocks were a prominent military family, with
ancestors stationed on the border that continued to this day. Many members of the Warnocks held important
positions in the military, especially in border areas. Fleur's family played a significant role in maintaining peace on
the border.
On their way to the meeting, Chris said, "Lenny, my mom's been pampered since childhood. Besides, my
grandfather has several sons, but she's his only daughter. As such, she's been doted on. Her temper is a bit... Well,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtit can be challenging to deal with. She's not very nice to me either. When I was a child, I didn't dare to provoke her.
If she says something unpleasant, you..."
"Don't worry." Lena's eyes were clear as she laughed. "I won't argue with the elders. And if they say something
unpleasant, I'll take it in stride."
Since she had decided to come with him, she was ready to accept everything about his family.
Chris stopped in his tracks, speaking softly, "What I mean is, if she says something that makes you uncomfortable,
don't be afraid. I'm here, and I'll stand up for you!"
"Huh?"
"Don't you remember?" He looked at her. "The fine tradition of us Hamerton men is that we never let our women
be wronged!"
Lena grinned and leaned gently against his chest. His strong and steady heartbeat gave her a sense of security.
The meeting was set at Splendor Hotel and was grand in scale.
Once Lena came close to the golden palace-like building, her heart thumped.
The hotel had been cleared, and the general manager came to welcome them personally. The servers bowed
slightly in reverence by both sides of the red carpet.
Lena carefully entered, hooking arms with Chris. Facing a menacing thug did not make her fearful, but she was
feeling a bit weak in her knees right now.
"Chris, this..."
Chris smiled gently.
Evidently, he was quite satisfied with this arrangement, so Lena did not say anything more. She tucked away her
discomfort, trying her best to stay relaxed.
Lena took a deep breath when they entered the private room and met Marco and Fleur.
Maybe it was because Lena was used to being friendly with Zephyr and Cordelia that she wasn't familiar with the
idea of an upper-class family. In front of Marco and Fleur, though, she felt a bit more reserved.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat was especially the case with Fleur. She sat straight, dressed in a fancy, colorful gown. She also had a matching
shawl that added to her elegant aura. Even the fringes on her shawl screamed wealth. Fleur silently observed Lena,
examining her carefully. Lena's calm expression didn't reveal much.
"Lenny, these are my parents," Chris held Lena's hand and introduced her, "Dad, mom, this is Lena."
Lena respectfully nodded.
Marco had a welcoming smile and praised his son for his excellent choice. His down-to-earth demeanor put Lena
somewhat at ease.
However, a cough interrupted their conversation.
With her arms folded before her chest, Fleur smiled slightly and looked at Chris. Her tone was tinged with sarcasm
and arrogance as she said, "Son, is this the girlfriend you've chosen? Well, she looks so-so, doesn't she?"
Chris frowned in exasperation.
"Lena, right?" Fleur continued. "I heard you saved Granny Janine?"
"Mom..." Chris shot her a look.
He had repeatedly reminded her not to speak like this before coming here! He did not expect her to still...
"What?" Fleur had an arrogant air. "Don't know what 'Granny' means? Can't understand Chaisene?"
Chris winced. "Mom, with your broken Chaisene, it's no wonder... regular people can't understand."