Aunt Jenny
Jefferson nodded. "Thank you. Jenny, you can chat with Irene first. I'll go and talk to James," he said to his wife.
The man immediately vanished into the crowd without waiting for his wife's reply. Jenny could only sigh as she watched her husband's back move away.
"My husband has been barely able to eat or sleep after receiving the news of Mr. Hans's death last night," Jenny said, shaking her head. "He's very worried about James."
"Then I have to thank Brother Jeff for worrying about James later." Irene said with a smile.
"Anyway, speaking of Uncle Hans, I remember meeting him a few years ago. At that time, he was still very healthy! How long has it been since I last saw him huh?" Jenny continued her chatter.