source of wisdom.
In Wiltspoon, the only individuals Zachary considered close friends and confidants were his son and Josh Bucham.
Lily smiled and remarked, “Mrs. Lewis, I understand. Ladies don’t inquire about a person’s origins. Ms. Hunt’s talent enabled her to become Mrs. York. I admire her greatly, so why would I look down on her?”
Even if Serenity were a beggar, as long as she had captured Zachary’s heart, Lily would regard her as the finest among all women and someone worthy of learning from.
While Lily was highly skilled in business, she felt she lacked experience in winning men over.
“It’s wonderful that you think this way. Let’s go eat,” Mrs. Lewis said affectionately as she led Lily into the dining room.
As they entered, they overheard Duncan on the phone with Zachary.
Mr. York was busy preparing a heartfelt dinner for his beloved wife, as Serenity was feeling down and reluctant to go out to eat; thus, Zachary took it upon himself to cook.
Old Mrs. York had not returned, and no one knew where she had wandered off to this time.
In the past, Serenity would have worried about Grandma May, but now that she was aware the elderly lady was busy matchmaking for her grandsons, Serenity no longer felt concerned about her whereabouts.
Zachary had also informed her that his grandmother had once been a formidable leader in intelligence during her youth.
She gradually eased into retirement after marrying Zachary’s grandfather, yet many from past generations still spoke highly of her. Even now, when the current head of the Bucham family and his son—who specialize in intelligence—met Grandma May, they showed her immense respect and regarded her as a source of wisdom.
You are an expert in the field. Serenity remained seated on the swing, quietly observing as the sky outside transitioned from light to dark. Suddenly, a ringing sound interrupted the silence; it was Zachary’s phone. He paused his activities to retrieve his phone and check the caller ID. “Duncan,” he answered. “Zachary, for the barbecue at your family home tomorrow, please remember to prepare extra chicken thighs—they’re my favorite. I haven’t had them in ages, and I really miss your barbecued chicken thighs.”