"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?"

narrowed as he raised his hand,

word, Zoe's heart started racing out of fear. Her hands, which were carrying the tray, trembled

dishonest tongue of yours and

her out of the way and left with

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

she wiped off the gloomy expression from her face and put

here to see you,

the sight of Zoe. He gave a

I made it especially for you, Grandpa. It took

Cornelius. "This soup is best eaten when you're in a bad mood. It nourishes

Cornelius put a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

mind when I

perfunctorily. "It seems like they have

is

that lady from the Beckett family has him wrapped around her finger! He

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