Julian Winslow had long grown accustomed to her occasional brazenness. In his eyes, she was sometimes nothing more than a child whose mind had yet to fully mature.
The two did not linger in Eldoria; they merely spent the weekend there before flying back to Aethelgard.
Looking back in a slight daze, Shalma Hughes felt that this weekend trip to Eldoria seemed entirely orchestrated by Julian. The sole purpose of their visit, it appeared, was simply to have his mother personally acknowledge her. Shalma never liked delving into such complicated matters. Regardless of the truth, she had no desire to pry any further.
Mondays were typically far busier than the rest of the week. Although The Hughes Group had recently dodged a major crisis, it hardly guaranteed smooth sailing ahead. Minor issues still cropped up, but thankfully, they were too small to erupt suddenly and catch them off guard.
