Chapter 32 this is a gift.

Margaret Henson stood at the door of the restaurant and felt a dilemma. Ford Lewis, just behind her, whispered, "The woman sitting in front of the French window over there is my mother, the kind of fighting force that explodes. If I can walk out alive today, you will be my savior." Margaret Henson twitched the corners of her mouth and subconsciously lowered her head to hide her face, but Nancy Lewis had already looked over. Noticing her gaze, Ford Lewis froze. "I have offended you." With that, he wrapped his arms around Margaret Henson's waist and led her toward Nancy Lewis. Nancy Lewis's eyes were sharp, and she looked them up and down. Ford Lewis pulled out his chair for Margaret Henson as a gentleman with a smile in his eyes. "Mom, this is my girlfriend. She is an interior designer. You can call her Penny." Margaret Henson's mind was blank, and when she sat down, her