Stupid Winter Illness...

Inside Marshall's Mansion.

''Yes, I have a scar.'' Luna showed a little bit of her skin, allowing Madison to see a scar on her waist.

''It will fade away— no need to worry,'' Madison said gently and looked away from the scar.

Luna smiled and nodded vigorously, ''Doctors said the same thing. Apparently, it will fade away till it is almost impossible to see.''

Madison nodded, ''No worries, it didn't diminish your beauty even the slightest.''

''Hehe.'' Luna giggled and covered her scar.

Madison looked towards the upstairs and wondered what Marshall asked from Layla.

After dinner, they left for his office to discuss about his proposition.

In the kitchen, Mariah and Sin washed plates while whispering with each other.

''Did your grandson come to visit?'' Luna asked curiously and remembered the rocky relationship between Madison and her son.

Madison nodded and smiled, ''He is currently visiting.''

''That's nice.'' Luna nodded and asked, ''How did the first meeting go?''