S2| 18. No Other Choice

In the midst of confusion, suddenly, the stranger's call blurred Mia's thoughts. “Then, who is this sweet girl, Julian? Is she your wife?"

In just an instant, the secretary let out a faint sigh. However, before she could give a response, Julian had already placed one hand on her waist.

"This is the woman I love the most, Auntie," the man replied, successfully adding to the awkwardness in Mia's veins.

"Apparently, my nephew has very good taste," Greta said, making the girl forced to smile.

“Nice to meet you, Madam. I'm Mia," the secretary said politely.

Unexpectedly, the healthy woman patted the girl's arm. "There's no need to be so tense, Miss. Just call me Greta. I always feel a lot younger when people call me by name.”

Witnessing the woman's friendliness, Mia smiled more loosely. Nodding, she replied, "Okay." Greta's warm gaze had released a feeling of comfort in Mia.