MTLNOVEL Chapter 366: Filial son-in-law.
Arwen didn't understand what Gianna was trying to ask. With furrow between her brows, she asked, "What are you implying to say, Anna?"
Gianna's eyes shone with excitement. She quickly shifted into a better posture and turned to Arwen to explain her question better. "I mean to ask you if you knew my uncle from before? Like, you didn't just meet him outside the Civil Affairs Bureau; you have known him before."
Arwen halted at that thought.
Known Aiden from before?
Had she known him from before?
Although she always had the feeling of familiarity, it still didn't seem possible. She didn't know him before. It was only that day, outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, that she met him.
"Anna, how can that be possible? I told him I had met him in the Civil Affairs Bureau. Do you think I would lie to you about it?"
Gianna shook her. "Of course, not," she said, dismissing Arwen's doubt at the very instant. "I know you wouldn't lie to me. I just mean that it's not very impossible for you to know my uncle. After all, he used to stay in Cralens during his early years and —"
Before she could say more, a knock at the room's door interrupted her. Both she and Arwen turned to look at the door.
"Mr. Jones, is there something?" Arwen asked when she saw the butler standing at the door, waiting for permission to enter. "Please come in."
"Madam, someone has come to deliver you something. On asking, they said they are from East Serenity Residence, your grandmother's place," Mr. Jones informed before adding. "They are waiting for you downstairs. Do you have any instructions?"
And it was then Arwen remembered that last night she even received a call from Margaret. It wasn't like she had forgotten about it. She knew someone would be coming in the morning; it was just that she got a little caught in the words and the conversation with Gianna.
"Oh, someone is already here," she said while moving her fingers a few times on the keyboard before closing it and keeping it aside. "You can go down first, Mr. Jones. I will be down in a few minutes."
Mr. Jones nodded and just he left, Arwen also stood up to walk out of the room. She was just about to move when Gianna held her hands.
"What?" she asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. "Don't tell me you asked them to bring those chocolates to you again. Arwen, what's your obsession with those chocolates?"
"Oh-ho, it's not the chocolates this time," Arwen said, pursing her lips. "I asked them to find me something. And last night, Aunt Margaret told me they were able to get it. So, today they are sending it here."
Gianna didn't understand. But given the shine, she could clearly see in Arwen's gaze, she could tell it was something interesting.
"What is it?" she asked, her interest piqued.
Arwen slowly removed Gianna's hold from her hand and shrugged. "You can come and see if you want to. I am not going to stay here and explain everything to you."
She said, already turning away to walk out of the room.
Gianna, still behind, couldn't react in time. By the moment she did, Arwen was already close to the door. "Wenna, you —"
Ignoring her curse, Arwen didn't linger. She just walked out of the room, leaving Gianna alone to grumble in the room.
"Wait for me, girl," Gianna yelled, already scooting off the bed to get on her feet. "I am coming. Don't you dare sneak at it alone."
With that, she followed her out of the room.
Downstairs, Arwen descended the stairs as her eyes caught the sight of familiar staff from her grandmother's residence.
"Uncle Xander, is that you?" she greeted him with a smile as she walked to him. "Good morning!"
"Good morning, miss," Mr. Xander greeted before extending out the photo album he brought with himself. "I brought you what you have asked for. Ms. Margaret had asked me give it in your hand itself so I couldn't deliver it to anyone else.
Arwen smiled and took the book from him. She turned to look at Mr. Jone and then back to Mr. Xander. "Thank you, Uncle Xander. Mr. Jones is the butler here and also very trustworthy. The next time, if there is anything, you can trust him here."
After staying here for this long, Arwen had understood one thing very well. Aiden wouldn't keep anyone close until and unless the person deserves the trust. And since he trusts Mr. Jones so much, she didn't have to think twice before trusting him the same.
Mr. Xander turned to look at Mr. Jones before giving him a polite nod of understanding.
The butler smiled and nodded back.
After a brief moment, Mr. Xander spoke, "Miss, since I have already delivered what was requested, I will take my leave first."
Arwen was about to nod when Mr. Jones stepped to her side and whispered something in her ear. She glanced at him and then gave a nod of understanding.
"Uncle Xander," she said, turning back to the aged man at the front. "There are a few gifts prepared. I would have to request you to take it back with you." She had no idea when it was prepared, but since Mr. Jones mentioned that it was kept prepared, she couldn't refuse.
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Mr. Xander nodded, and after that, at the gesture of Mr. Jones, he followed him outside. A few staff followed them on tow, carrying various stuffs with them.
By the time the last person walked out, Gianna had come. Her eyes trailed to look after the staff who were carrying the gifts out.
"Oh, so uncle has kept the gifts prepared. Such a filial son-in-law he is," she said, slumping on the sofa beside Arwen.
Arwen turned to look at her with a furrow of confusion.
At which, Gianna explained, "It's tradition in the Winslow family. Every time a relative appears to him, especially from the side of the daughter-in-law's family, the son-in-law has to prove his filial piety towards them. It shows he cares not just for his wife but also her family. It was good to see that my uncle not just kept the tradition in mind but also prepared the gifts for this sudden visit."
Arwen then understood why Mr. Jones had stressed sending the gifts.
"Oh, by the way, what did they send you?" Gianna asked, her eyes darting down to look at the photo album in Arwen's hand.
Arwen snapped out of her thoughts, glanced down at the album, and then responded. "It's a photo album from my early years. I just wanted to check something."
As she said that, she slowly opened the album to look through …