Vera Xavier let out a rather unsympathetic laugh at Sheldon Caldwell's expression. Forgetting his dignity entirely, he rolled his eyes at her. He probably hadn't even realized that he was always exceptionally relaxed around Vera, speaking to her as if she were family.
The place where they were supposed to meet Winter Sullivan wasn't too far. Bickering back and forth, they arrived in no time.
After Sheldon Caldwell parked, he and Vera Xavier got out of the car and walked into the teahouse together.
Winter Sullivan was always punctual, so she was already there. She was wearing a deep purple, Chinese-style outfit with floral Suzhou embroidery. The embroidery was exquisite, and the purple gave her a noble air, yet it also added a touch of gentleness that she didn't usually have.
She was the elder, so she didn't rise when Vera Xavier approached, merely offering a faint smile.
Sheldon Caldwell smiled at Winter Sullivan. "Mom, I've brought her to you. When do I get my reward?"
