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.

a little hungry, so he went out of

Selina saw him immediately. "Grandpa,

Peter raised his eyebrows.

it be that Selina could read his mind? She somehow knew

did you know that I

so she specially

you might be hungry later. Not to mention, at

emotion

was so

on her way out of the kitchen as well.

ready? You guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa

immediately ran to

when she put it down on the coffee table,

had 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. I'll bring it

fell on Natalie's red and

suddenly

a muffled voice. "I'll

Peter actually sat down

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

two ways

leave the oats to boil. Oats cooked like this

with a spoon while it was boiling. It would taste much better

in front of him was obviously

truth, Natalie didn't have to put so much effort into it. After all, most people wouldn't be able

a while, he shot a subconscious glance at

at the oats in Peter's hands

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

felt a little

woman have such a

"How is it, Grandpa? Does it

not say a word,

the act of him taking another bite was already an

a peace sign, throwing a

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