-“Hi, Landon. Hi, Uncle Preston.”

Zoe stopped right in front of them. A sweet smile came across her face. She was pretending to be nice.

“Oh, hey, Zoe! Are you feeling better?” Preston asked, pretending to be concerned.

“I’m much better. Thanks for asking, Uncle Preston.”

“That’s good to hear. You’re a precious one in the Harper family. Your Grandpa and mother would be sad if anything bad happened to you!” Preston uttered these words for Landon to hear.

Following that, he shot Zoe a look before walking away while humming a tune.

“What are you doing here?” Landon glared at her frigidly.

“I made some chicken soup for Grandpa, so I’m bringing it to him while it’s still hot.”

her eyes. “Landon, you’re not going

and icy gaze narrowed as he raised his

Zoe’s heart started racing out of fear. Her hands, which were carrying the tray,

dishonest tongue of yours and break your damn legs. You can try me

that, Landon bumped her out of

him from behind. It was as if he was unshakable. Through

the gloomy expression from her face and

here to

sight of Zoe. He gave a friendly smile

for you,

placed the tray on the coffee table. She served up a bowl of soup to Cornelius. “This soup is best eaten when

was in a bad mood, Zoe?” Cornelius put a spoonful of

noticed that you looked like you had a lot on your mind when I walked in. There’s also this invitation card on the table. It’s from Landon

perfunctorily. “It seems like they have some good

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