Daniel gently knocked on Whitney's study door, carrying late-night snacks with him.

After a while, a faint sound came from inside. "Come in."

Daniel entered to find Whitney staring at a pile of manuscripts on the desk with an exhausted look. He frowned and placed the snacks on the nearby coffee table.

"Aunt, I heard you haven't eaten anything all night. Come, have something first."

Whitney's stomach seemed to respond with a growl upon smelling the aroma of the snacks. "What's this?"

Daniel smiled. "Give it a try first."

of a bowl of chicken soup, some vegetarian dumplings, and

Whitney took a sip of the soup, her taste buds seemed to awaken, and she praised between bites,

amazing!" Daniel chuckled. "Our chefs didn't make

her cutlery, and looked up at

grinned—his aunt truly couldn't be

Whitney with

you." Even though Whitney's expression remained somewhat stern, her demeanor softened a lot. "These things... You used to make them for

to respond

hand, speaking gently. "Maisie used to take care of me more in the past.

to be so nervous, alright?" Whitney chuckled wryly. "I'm not exactly hostile toward Ms. Squire here... In fact, from

those words, Daniel and Maisie exchanged a

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