Natalie was about to grab her second muffin when she heard what Cecelia said.

Her hands paused mid-air, suddenly feeling a little nervous.

Tobias' father...

She did not know whether he would like her. Would he be as easygoing as Cecilia, or would he be as difficult to deal with as Peter?

Cecilia noticed Natalie's anxiety. She patted her hand. "Natalie, don't be nervous. Although Tobias' father is dignified, he will not be as difficult as you think. He'll definitely like you."

Natalie smiled. She was still a little anxious.

After a moment, she stood up as if something had occurred to her. "Right, I have to go make something in the kitchen."

"You're still not full?" Cecilia looked at Natalie.

Natalie shook her head. "I noticed that Mr. Whitlock didn't eat anything for dinner earlier. I want to make some oats for him. Since it's already nighttime, he shouldn't eat too much, but he shouldn't go hungry either. Oats is the best option."

Surprise flashed in Cecilia's and Selina's eyes.

They hadn't expected Natalie to do something like this for Peter when he was so adamantly against her.

"Natalie, you have it tough," Cecilia gave a small sigh of gratification.

Selina also chimed in. "Natalie, you're so considerate. It's a pity that my grandpa doesn't realize that."

"He will, he will realize it one day," said Cecelia.

Natalie smiled, "I'll go make the oats, then."

Peter walked out of the study while Natalie was still making oats.

He had just ended his conversation with Tobias on bad terms.

His stance was determined, while Tobias' was even more so.

Peter felt irritated.

he went out of the study to see if there was anything

soon as he came out, Selina saw him immediately. "Grandpa, you're here. Are

Peter raised his eyebrows.

his mind? She

know

"I didn't know you were hungry, but Natalie did, so she specially went to the kitchen to make you oats. Grandpa, isn't Natalie one

added, "Peter, Natalie is so considerate. She noticed that you didn't eat much for dinner, and thought you might be hungry later. Not to mention, at your age, it isn't good to eat too much at night, so

trace of emotion flitted

was

way out of the kitchen as well. The oats

Selina stood up immediately, "Natalie, is it ready? You guessed it

this, Natalie immediately ran to

she didn't put any mittens on. She just brought the oats out, and when she put it down on the coffee table, her hands had already turned red from the heat. After placing the oats on the coffee table, Natalie's

forgotten. How could she put the oats here? She should have placed it on the dining table. Natalie said with embarrassment, "Mr. Whitlock, wait a minute.

eyes fell on Natalie's red

suddenly rose in his

a

sat down on the

single bite. It seemed Natalie had put her heart

ways to

boil. Oats cooked like this somewhat

keep stirring the oats with a spoon while it was boiling. It

him was obviously made

After all, most people wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Peter's

shot a subconscious glance at

was still standing there and looking at the oats in Peter's hands

noticed that her gaze was clear. There were no other emotions in there aside

suddenly felt a

woman have such

spoke up. "How is it, Grandpa?

a word, his lips

the act of him taking another bite was already an

peace sign, throwing

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