Chapter 184 - 184: 184: Young Age, Smooth Talker

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But looking at her, she doesn’t look that old either.

Peggy Lewis thought hard, but couldn’t find anyone of similar age in the Zhekova Family.

Seeing the elder, though not familiar, Morgan Zhekova still courteously stood up.

Sheldon Rowland introduced, “Old Madam, Mrs., this is Morgan, Cindy Clarke’s son. I brought him here to watch Cindy’s competition. This is Cindy’s good friend, Peggy Lewis.”

Then, Sheldon Rowland added, “This is the Old Madam of the Zhekova Family.” “Greetings, Old Madam.” Peggy Lewis hurriedly responded.

The Old Madam of the Zhekova Family was also very courteous towards Cindy’s friend.

Especially seeing the girl’s clear and honest gaze, she couldn’t help but praise her.

Cindy is good, so are her friends it seems.

“This is our CEO’s mother,” Sheldon Rowland continued.

Peggy Lewis was genuinely surprised.

She couldn’t tell at all that she had a son as old as Adrian Zhekova!

But Peggy Lewis, being a veteran in the professional world, didn’t say this out loud.

Otherwise, it might come off as an attempt at flattery.

Even if it was heartfelt, she was unsure if they would like to hear it or not.

However, she was unable to completely hide her thoughts, a hint of it revealed in her facial expressions.

The Old Madam couldn’t help but laugh.

She thought Cindy’s friend was quite interesting.

“Old Madam?” Morgan Zhekova mimicked Sheldon’s form of address.

The complex relationships were indeed a bit difficult for 4-year-old Morgan to understand.

He was confused.

He had always lived with just Cindy, without any other relatives.

Apart from Cindy, his closest family was his godmother Peggy Lewis.

Besides the two of them, Morgan had no knowledge about his other elders’ relationships.

When the Old Madam heard the crisp and tender voice of the little boy, her heart melted.

Looking at the little boy’s face, resembling Adrian Zhekova’s when he was a

child, the old lady thought, “if he’s not related to Adrian, I would literally eat my hat!”

Not to mention, with such an adorable appearance, even if he were not Adrian Zhekova’s child, the Old Madam would still find it hard not to like him.

The Old Madam bent down and cheerfully said to the little boy, “You just call me Great Grandmother.”

“Great Grandmother,” Morgan obligingly called out, then curiously asked, “But why do I call you that?”

“I am your Uncle Adrian’s grandmother, and since Uncle Adrian and your mom are good friends, you naturally should use Uncle Adrian’s relationship to address me. Therefore, you should call me Great Grandmother.” The Old Madam patiently explained.

However, the little boy looked dizzy from all the turns in this familial relationship.

The Old Madam then pointed to Victoria Wheeler and said, “She is Uncle Adrian’s mother, so you should call her Grandmother.”

This, the little boy understood.

But, he didn’t agree.

“She looks like a Housekeeper, not a Grandmother,” the little boy shook his head to say.

“Such a smooth talker at such a young age!” Victoria Wheeler exclaimed, sounding disdainful, but her smiling mouth and twinkling eyes told a different story.

Her joy was overflowing.

The Old Madam knew at once, Victoria was simply playing coy.

Ignoring her, the Old Madam directly addressed Morgan, “No matter how young she looks, she is indeed your Uncle Adrian’s mother. By hierarchy, you should address her as Grandmother.”

Victoria Wheeler also seized the opportunity to carefully observe Morgan.

She saw the well-behaved little boy nodding his head and obediently calling out, ‘Grandmother.”

Victoria Wheeler couldn’t help but beam and praised, “Such a good boy.” The Old Madam and Victoria Wheeler found their seats next to Peggy Lewis..