Nathalie's hand trembled as she held the chopsticks, initially reaching for the lotus root but then changing her mind and picking up a piece of braised pork instead. She placed a succulent piece in Lincoln's bowl. "Dad, here's your favorite braised pork. Enjoy."

Lincoln took a bite, his cheeks puffing up with delight. "Whoa, how much sugar is in this? It's so sweet, I might lose my last molar!"

Jules teased, "Lincoln, your daughter's got a mind of her own now."

Then, picking up a slice of lotus root, he joked, "And who might be the fan of this lotus root? Nathan, is it you who loves it?"

Nathalie blushed deeply, her ears turning crimson as she dropped her gaze, nearly burying her face in her bowl.

Morris, however, chimed in cheerfully, "Yep, I'm the one who loves lotus root."

Jules popped a piece into his mouth, crunching it with obvious enjoyment. Lincoln chuckled, "What a coincidence, Jules likes lotus root too."

Morris's hand tensed slightly. Nathalie suddenly looked up, anxiety in her eyes as she glanced at Morris. Despite his calm exterior, Nathalie found herself puzzled by his demeanor.

Given his longing for family ties and his somewhat unforgiving nature, she

expected Morris to either confront Jules with pointed questions about his past or to avoid him altogether.

current laid-back attitude left Nathalie unable to decipher

reality by Morris's gentle touch on her arm. "Nathalie, what's on

Morris and Jules continued to compete for the

and teased, "You two sure have similar

more he noticed a peculiar resemblance between the two, prompting him to examine their faces. "Jules, you know, Nathan and you do share a

glanced at Morris, who wore oversized sunglasses, his face delicate like a porcelain doll, alluring

be silly; I've never married and certainly don't have the good fortune to have such a talented, grown

seem to have a connection.

paused, looking up at Morris, seemingly weighing

this, was so surprised

onto the table. He knew his daughter well; Nathalie was not one to make such bold proposals. Yet today, her

would she make such a suggestion

out of

Inappropriate.

proposal's impropriety. Instead, she looked at

looked anxiously at Morris, reaching

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