-“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.”

She had an innocent look in her eyes. “Landon, you’re not going

and icy gaze narrowed as he raised

racing out of

to be funny. Otherwise, I will rip off that dishonest tongue of yours and break your damn

saying that, Landon bumped her out of the way and left with great

him from behind. It was as if he was unshakable. Through gritted teeth, she

her face and put on a lovely

here to see

the sight of Zoe. He gave

some chicken soup. I made it especially for you, Grandpa. It took me an entire

a bowl of soup to Cornelius. “This soup is best eaten when you’re in a bad mood. It nourishes your body and helps soothe

you know that I was in a bad mood, Zoe?” Cornelius put a spoonful of soup into his mouth. Just like Zoe said, it made him feel

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 and

perfunctorily. “It seems like they have some

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