“You must be Matty Grunt. My son's hero,” Estella said. She extended her hand and smiled kindly at Matty.

Matty was shocked. She suddenly felt very insecure. Estella was indeed gorgeous. From top to bottom, there was no flaw at all. She was perfect. Her body was like a model. Compared to her, Matty felt like nothing.

“Oh, yeah. I am Matty Grunt. You must be Geralt’s mom. You are so beautiful. Now I know why Geralt is so handsome,” Matty said.

Clara watched her mother awkwardly. ...