Chapter 143. The Golden Lake

“Did you remember something, Greto?” Giovanna asked, feeling a great deal of affection for the boy. She wanted to make sure she knew something about him.

“I don't know if I'm right...”

“What?”

“I can't be right. You look like my grandmother, but you don't look like a grandmother. You look like Elza's older sister!”

Giovanna smiled and ruffled his hair.

“And what are grandmothers supposed to look like?” She asked amused.

“Old.”

Everyone laughed.

“That's true...” Giovanna was speaking, but the boy ran out and jumped into Luc's arms, who welcomed him as if he were his own son, and after rubbing his own nose against the boy's nose, put him back on the floor, in a display of intimacy and affection that made Giovanna jealous. She wished the boy had welcomed her like that too. “I think you have a deeper relationship...” Giovanna said, unable to contain the ironic tone in her voice. "You could have