"Vanessa! You finally made it!"


    "Oh my, Vanessa! It''s been years, and you look wealthier and younger than ever!"


    These two women seemed to be in their 40s or 50s, but their shy outfits made them look out of ce. Their makeup-blue eyeshadow, bright red lipstick, and an 80s-style perm—was something I couldn''tpliment. They looked like a group of overdone women.


    The woman who bumped into me was no better. She wore a too-tight dress, squeezing out rolls of fat, and was teetering on tiny high heels, which made me worry that her heels might break.


    The three of them talked loudly and non-stop, like a chaotic scene.


    Standing beside them was a thin, dark-skinned woman who looked much simpler and more down-to-earth. She gave off a likable vibe but clearly couldn''t join the conversation.


    She awkwardly stood there, her smile restrained. She asionally reached up to adjust her hair behind her ear, trying to hide her nervousness.


    I was trapped in the middle of this group, unable to leave.


    "Vanessa, what are your nster? Let us treat you to a meal!"


    The woman who bumped into meughed. "No need. My son-inw has already arranged everything. You can all just follow me, and we''ll have a meal together."


    "Your son-inw? Oh wow! Veronica really is lucky. I remember you saying she married a rich heir from a schrly family, right?"


    "That''s right! My son-inw''s family is very wealthy. They have two properties in Welsington City!"


    "Oh my! That means Veronica won''t have to worry about housing when she gets married. You''re set for life! With a son-inw like that, you''ll be able to arrange work for all your rtives in Welsington City. Your family''s on the rise!"


    I couldn''t help but feel for her son-inw.


    It would be one thing if the family had money and power. But if they were just an ordinary middle-ss family, they wouldn''t have the resources to support all those poor rtives. It would end in chaos.


    As I listened, the thin, dark-skinned woman''s phone suddenly rang.


    I noticed that she was using an old-fashioned phone, which cost about a hundred dors, and couldn''t help but be curious. There were people who didn''t use smartphones in that day and age.


    "Sweetheart, I''m here at the exit with Veronica''s mother. Yeah, juste over."


    It turned out that she was waiting for her daughter.


    Seeing her struggling with so many


    bags but no suitcase, I felt


    sympathy. Traveling such a long way without proper luggage must not have been easy. I thought that this was selfless parental love.


    While I was trying to figure out how to get these women out of the way so I could find Felicia, I saw her running toward us in a hurry.


    Wait... could it be?


    "Mom!"


    As expected, as soon as she saw the group, she rushed over and hugged the dark-skinned woman tightly.


    I was stunned. That was Felicia''s mother? And the other woman that was surrounded by the others was Veronica''s mother?


    At that moment, I thought the old saying was true-birds of a feather flocked together. It was important to have a good role model in every family.


    "Sweetheart!"


    The two of them embraced tightly, and Felicia was in tears. I had never seen her cry so emotionally before.


    Standing there as they reunited, I felt


    awkward, so I gently pushed through


    the shy women and walked


    "Hello, Mrs. Cylon. I''m William


    White."


    Over.


    Mrs. Cylon froze momentarily, then Felicia wiped her tears and quickly said, "Mom, this is my friend."