"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

out of fear. Her hands, which were carrying

that dishonest tongue of yours and break your damn legs. You can try me

that, Landon bumped her out of the way and left with great

was as if he

off the gloomy expression from her face and put on a lovely smile before entering the

here to see

eyes vanished temporarily at the sight of

some chicken soup. I made it especially for you, Grandpa. It took me an

bowl of soup to Cornelius. "This soup is best eaten when you're in a bad mood. It nourishes your body and helps soothe

spoonful of soup

like you had a lot on your mind

like they have

This is

heavily. He exhaled heavily and glared, "Landon is my only grandson, but that lady from the Beckett family has him wrapped around

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