#Chapter 395 Wedding Planning

Judy’s POV Nan let herself into the villa like she owned the place. Our butler, Adam, was used to it by now and only rolled his eyes whenever she strolled in. She gave him a wink and a wave before she passed him and went into the back parlor, where Irene and I sat. I could see her from the entryway as she made her way towards us, and I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face upon seeing her. Nan had been so busy between her restaurant and helping out at the packhouse that I barely got to see her. I was glad to see that Chuck was handling things for her, and she was able to take a day away from the stresses of her work life. She held up a bag as she strolled towards us. “I made muffins,” she said. “Figured you girls would enjoy them.” She placed them on the coffee table in front of us. I smiled, grateful for her; her muffins were incredible, and I was excited to eat one. “Thanks,” I said with a bright smile. “I’m glad you could get here at the last minute.”