Chapter 125 Like Your Son, An Old Cane

"Big sister, Lola, you've finally come back."

George Ross looked to be under fifty, wearing a tailored suit and his hair neatly combed.

There was someone following him who stepped forward to take Lola Gold's luggage.

George's gaze settled on Yolanda Greenwood, "Lola, this must be your good friend, right?"

"Yes, uncle, this is Yolanda." Lola Gold had informed her family in advance that she would bring a friend.

Yolanda stepped forward to greet him, "Hello, uncle, it's really a bother this time."

"Not at all, welcome here." George personally took Yolanda's luggage and led everyone towards the station exit. "Let's go, we'll wait by the roadside for the driver to bring the car around."

"Yo," Lola laughed, "Uncle, have you been promoted? You even have a driver now."

"Promoted? What promotion?" George was clearly talkative, "No, our area is getting developed, so they set up a development team and I'm the deputy team leader."