Penelope was busy nonstop, from booking the hotel room, making the guest list, to decorating for that day.
Adrian wasn't stupid. How could he not realize that his sister meant that she didn't want him to attend?
The kinship relationship seemed to have cooled down by half.
These past few days, Bella hadn't heard her son mention his nephew's entrance party, so she suddenly asked, "Adrian, how's Gabe's celebration going?"
"Is the guest list ready? I've already prepared a copy. Especially adding Rowan's name, last time his nephew only got into Z University, and he was already showing off everywhere. It's been a year, and it's still not done. I want to see what kind of face they'll make when they come this time."
Adrian only had a slight headache; what had to happen had already happened.
"Mom, Penelope said she didn't plan to hold a celebration party."
"Not organizing? Why not organize? This is fun. Is it because of money? If it's because of money, we can take care of them."
