Celeste Grant and Javier Sinclair were lying together. She was currently nestled in the crook of his arm, turned on her side to look toward her son.
Her son had his own lounge chair, while Celeste Grant and Javier Sinclair were on a double one. At this moment, she was talking to her son, "My boy is getting more and more handsome."
Aaron Sinclair turned his head slightly and gave a faint smile. "Does that even need to be said? Only a beautiful mother like mine could give birth to such a handsome son, hahaha."
Seeing her son laugh made Celeste Grant happy as well.
After Celeste Grant came out of seclusion this time, her son had already shed his boyish immaturity. He was an adult now, with a build similar to Javier Sinclair's when they stood together. His face was the spitting image of his father's. However, compared to Javier Sinclair's profound and demonic aura, her own son still looked very sunny and cheerful.
His personality was more like Celeste Grant's.
