Clément sighed with emotion, forgetting that he needed to introduce things to his daughter. He smiled at his wife Betty, "Look at the influence of your nephew. He's like the Henry of this city."
"He must be very happy now, right?"
The quiet second brother spoke up, who wasn't particularly close to Ma'el when they were kids. Seeing Ma'el like this now, his feelings were a bit complicated, "Playing in such a big city, earning such a high salary, and having so much support."
"Probably."
Clément nodded, becoming a bit wistful himself, "If I could live like this, I'd wake up laughing from my dreams every day, full of energy."
"Nonsense," Betty rolled her eyes, hitting back, "Genius or not, if you had Ma'el's diligence, you'd achieve something too."
"Haha." Clément laughed and didn't argue back because he knew it was true.
