He called out to Nathalie Quinlan and only then seemed to notice the man beside her, his little flushed and excited expression changing immediately, as his mood took a nosedive, curling his lip unwillingly, "Little Uncle."
The difference in the way he treated them couldn't have been more obvious!
Candice Yancey also noticed the people at the door, smiled, and hurriedly called out, "Nathalie, Amadeus, you're here. We've been waiting for you for a long time, come over and sit down."
Amadeus Yancey walked in front, removing the scarf from around his neck, chuckling softly, "There was a traffic jam on the way, which delayed us a bit."
He casually draped his scarf over the back of the chair and pulled out a seat next to Edric Yancey, greeting Mr. Yancey with a proper pose, "Grandpa."
"Hmm," Mr. Yancey glanced at him, responding indifferently.
His keen line of sight was mainly on Nathalie by his side.