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."

completely at ease among family, no longer hiding his

giving Dustin a thumbs up with

a

chuckled and glanced at King with a hint of rivalry

won over both Brielle and Isaac, turning them into

already planning the next

him on the head,

a bit longer, so I'll come over and cook whenever

nodded vigorously and eagerly served Dustin a piece of the braised pork

"Uncle, try this."

"Good boy."

harmonious interaction was enough to make King

compliments towards Dustin continued to echo

woman lucky enough to be with you

his hand,

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

room as the meal concluded on a high

were playing on the couch while King

attempted to help, but King gently

on the skin. Why don't you relax, and I'll have these

dishwashing and certainly didn't

rubbing her temples,

holler if you need

nodded, eyeing the mountain of dishes with a hint

array of dish soaps, all designed to cut through grease,

Meanwhile, Brielle and Dustin