"Hi, Landon. Hi, Uncle Preston."

Zoe stopped right in front of them. A sweet smile came across her face. She was pretending to be nice.

"Oh, hey, Zoe! Are you feeling better?" Preston asked, pretending to be concerned.

"I'm much better. Thanks for asking, Uncle Preston."

"That's good to hear. You're a precious one in the Harper family. Your Grandpa and mother would be sad if anything bad happened to you!" Preston uttered these words for Landon to hear.

Following that, he shot Zoe a look before walking away while humming a tune.

"What are you doing here?" Landon glared at her frigidly.

"I made some chicken soup for Grandpa, so I'm bringing it to him while it's still hot."

Zoe blinked. She had an innocent look in her eyes. "Landon, you're not going to stop me from being nice to Grandpa, are you?"

he raised his hand, pointing dominantly at

a word, Zoe's heart started racing out of

that dishonest tongue

of the way and left

glared at him from behind. It was as if he was unshakable. Through gritted teeth, she muttered, "Let's see

expression from her face and put on

here to see you,

eyes vanished temporarily at the sight of Zoe. He

soup. I made it especially for you, Grandpa. It

coffee table. She served up a bowl of soup to Cornelius. "This soup is best eaten when you're in a bad mood. It nourishes your body and helps soothe your heart. Try

spoonful of soup into his mouth. Just like Zoe said, it

just came to see you. I also noticed that you looked like you had a lot on your mind when I walked in. There's also this invitation card on the table. It's

"It seems like they

is not

grandson, but that lady

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