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.

dinner, and was a little hungry, so he

saw him immediately. "Grandpa, you're here. Are

Peter raised his eyebrows.

could read his mind? She

you know that I was

immediately said, "I didn't know you were hungry, but Natalie did, so she specially went to the kitchen to make you

might be hungry later. Not to

emotion

was

way out of the kitchen as well. The oats

is it ready? You guessed

Natalie immediately ran

mittens on. She just brought the oats out, and when she put it down on the coffee

it on the dining table. Natalie said with embarrassment, "Mr. Whitlock, wait a minute. I'll bring it to

fell on Natalie's red

strange feeling suddenly rose in

a muffled voice. "I'll

sat down on the

Peter could taste the deliciousness in just a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put her heart

two ways to make

oats to boil. Oats cooked like this somewhat lacked

oats with a spoon while it was boiling.

the oats in front of him was obviously made using

into it. After all, most people wouldn't

a while, he shot a subconscious

at the oats

was clear. There were no other

felt

woman have such a

is it,

not say a word, his lips

taking another bite was already

Natalie a peace sign, throwing a

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