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.

so he went out of the

saw him immediately. "Grandpa,

Peter raised his eyebrows.

Selina could read his mind?

know that I

know you were hungry, but Natalie did, so she specially went to

might be hungry later. Not to

of emotion

was so

her way out of the kitchen

Selina stood up immediately, "Natalie, is it ready? You guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa really

immediately ran to the

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

dining table. Natalie said with

Peter's eyes fell on Natalie's red and slightly swollen

feeling suddenly

a

that, Peter actually sat down on

just a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put her heart and

ways to

leave the oats to boil. Oats cooked like this

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

him was obviously made using

much effort into it. After

he shot a subconscious glance at

looking at the oats

gaze was clear. There were no other emotions in there aside from her slight

felt

a scheming woman

"How is it, Grandpa? Does

did not say a word, his lips pressed

of him taking another bite was already an

gave Natalie a peace sign, throwing a huge

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255