Herbert's Mother Dislikes Me?

Bella's POV: The interior decoration of the villa was even more amazing. I felt as if I had entered a palace. My heart couldn't help but beat faster. I looked forward and saw a middle-aged man in his 50s sitting on the sofa. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, black trousers and a white shirt. He looked like a senior official. That should be Herbert's father, Derian Wharton. Herbert's father was not as serious and cold as Herbert. He smiled like a gentleman and looked easy-going. In the living room a few meters away from his father, there was a sofa with a completely different decoration style from this villa. A middle-aged woman was sitting on the sofa. The woman should be in her fifties, but her skin was fine and white, her eyebrows were thin and curved, and her makeup was a little heavy. It should be to cover some fine lines on her face, right? But from her expression, it seemed that she was a strict woman. This should be Herbert's mother, McKenna Winter, right? His eyes were ver