Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1353

The table was loaded with a generous spread of fifteen dishes, but the star of the show was a soup in the center, blossoming like a flower.

Brielle, trying to keep things low-key, gently tugged at King's sleeve and whispered, "Do you think we'll actually get to eat, or are we just here to admire the decor? Dustin really outdid himself this time." Dustin's cooking was known for its light and subtle flavors, except for the braised pork belly, which packed a bit more punch.

Brielle gracefully took her seat at the table, accepting a pair of chopsticks from Dustin.

King followed suit, but found himself chopstick-less.

Without missing a beat, Dustin handed a pair to Isaac and Brielle but skipped King.

Unfazed, King got up and fetched himself a new pair from the kitchen.

Dustin stayed silent.

Once seated next to Brielle, King attentively ladled soup into her bowl.

Isaac, seated close to Dustin, tasted the soup and his eyes lit up with hearts as he looked at Dustin with admiration. "Uncle, this is amazing. I love it."

The word "uncle" caught King off guard, nearly making him choke on his soup.

Dustin, on the other hand, beamed with pride.

This kid's way with words was miles ahead of King's.

He quickly served Isaac a piece of squirrel fish.

"Little cicada, eat up. You're still growing."

his meal, completely at ease among

meal, giving Dustin a thumbs up with every new dish

you're a culinary

at King with a hint of rivalry

had won over both Brielle and Isaac, turning them into his biggest

usually so quiet, was already planning the

on the

so I'll

Dustin

"Uncle, try this."

"Good boy."

enough

Dustin continued to echo in the

to be with

propping his head up with his hand, seemed almost troubled

prefer they don't fall too hard; it's too much to

the room as the meal concluded on a

Isaac were playing on the couch while King found himself

to help, but

say dish soap's harsh on the skin. Why don't you relax, and I'll have these

dishwashing and certainly

her temples, resigned

if you need

mountain of dishes

dish soaps, all designed to cut through grease, he figured any of them should

Meanwhile, Brielle and Dustin