Windy Armstrong was already quite dissatisfied with this foreigner, and now her displeasure had grown even more!
Eva Webster rolled her eyes, "In Country Polluton, they really don't care if you visit someone's house in the morning or afternoon, and besides, it's the 21st century now, can you stop being so old-fashioned?"
Olivia Armstrong immediately smoothed things over, "Eva's right, Sis, we're in a new society now, and those old customs don't matter anymore! Let's just do as the kids say!"
Windy Armstrong knew that if the conversation continued, it would surely lead to another argument, so she decided to drop it.
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the rumored noble from Country Polluton finally arrived fashionably late.
A classic Western face.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, quite tall, but he seemed a bit old.
Windy Armstrong tugged Olivia's sleeve and whispered, "This guy must be over forty, right?"
Olivia nodded slightly, "He does look like it."
