In the end, Reese felt a little upset.
Although she knew that her family was using Monica, she also knew that Michael really liked Monica.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.
That was when a noblewoman beside her said, "Isn't that your son, Michael? Was he so busy that he's only just having dinner now?"
Reese came back to her senses.
She smiled. "Yeah, he's the only one supporting the family, so he's pretty busy every day. Considering that, he got off work relatively early today. Usually, he'd only get off work at 10 or 11 p.m. Sometimes, he might even pull an all-nighter."
"I really envy you for having such a good son," another noblewoman complimented her.
Then, the three of them walked into a private room.
The noblewoman continued, "Reese, was that Monica beside Michael just now?"
"Yup," Reese nodded with a dignified smile.
No one could tell what she was feeling inside.
