"My husband is Boyce Holt"

On the other end, Cornelius returned the call, "Mr. Gibson, Miss Rockefeller has safely arrived at the school. As for that black car, I will have someone investigate it..."

After hanging up, Murray returned to the living room, where Georgia emerged from the kitchen, their eyes meeting.

Georgia's eyes were fixed on Murray, her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to say something.

Murray, anticipating her words, quickly ascended the stairs with his long strides, "Mom, I have things to do; I can't stay to chat."

Watching his retreating, Georgia sighed and called out louder, "Don't stay up too late; get some rest."

As a mother, she knew what was in her son's heart. How he cared about that girl, Emily, showed his genuine affection. But being born into the Gibson family, mere affection was not eno