Warren immediately said angrily, "You're right.Even if a stray cat or dog comes to our house, it's still a member of the Smiths.We definitely can't let her starve.

With that, he instructed the nanny in the most ruthless manner, "Go, save that portion of Australian lobster for her .There's also top-grade steak.By the way, she might not like Western food.Prepare some bird's nest porridge and little buns for her.I remember that our pan-fried buns are the best.Wrap them up for her too.When she wakes up, cook them.The freshly cooked ones are the best! Then let her choose.I want her to die from overeating!"

The nanny:...

Yvonne....

Nora, who was preparing to go downstairs: ??? 

Yvonne's expression changed.

She had always known that her brother Warren did not know how to speak, and he would often say one thing but mean another.

She clenched her fists tightly and lowered her eyes.

"Warren, that's too much food.It won't be good if it's wasted."

Warren hesitated for a moment.

"She's not a fool.Would she really eat them all? Forget it.I'll leave some for her.I'll see what she likes to eat and prepare them tomorrow.’’ 

With that, he hurriedly clarified.

"I'm not doing this for her good.I'm showing her how powerful Smiths are.I'm also showing her the delicacies of the Smiths so that she won’ t wolf down the delicious food outside and lose our face!"

Yvonne:".."

Warren did not think that he had said anything wrong.

In his mind, he saw Nora wolfing down the cake at the Hunts’ banquet.

At that time, Mr.Hunt had been watching from the side and his mouth had even twitched.

He must have been criticizing this girl in his heart for not being presentable! How could he let anyone look down on the daughter of the Smiths? As he was thinking about this, there was suddenly a knock on the door.

Immediately, a few people walked in with hot dishes.

The butler followed in.

"Sir Warren, this is the supper Mr.Hunt had reserved for Miss Smith.He said that Miss Smith has already woken up and asked us to send it in."

Warren: ??? 

Nora, who was upstairs: ??? 

Looking at the huge plate of food, her lips twitched.

Justin, do you think I'm a pig?! The dining table was quickly filled.

Warren also saw Nora, who was preparing to come downstairs.

straightened his back

at her, but he kept paying attention to her from the corner of

her not to think that he would recognize her as a sister just because she called him Brother! Uncle lan controlled

lan's family was the direct

were all from the side family! As for Nora, she was even further away! After all,

his sister! Just as he was saying this to himself, he saw Nora walking down slowly from

went to the dining room

Warren: ??? 

He

she see him? Warren was so angry that he wanted to go forward and argue, but Yvonne grabbed

lower yourself to her

full yet! Go to the kitchen

Yvonne: 

them.She could feel Yvonne's inexplicable hostility toward

against her in the

she

could she still greet him? She sat at the

she ate was only for her to

never within her

the reincarnation of a hungry ghost as she wolfed down a plate

kitchen casually and took out

on the

lobster is too

it better than the Smiths? Hurry up and throw away that small lobster that does not

with meat! Unfortunately, Nora acted as if

noodles and finished

she ate was fast and plentiful, but the sound of her eating was

she stuffed it into her mouth in big bites and chewed quickly before swallowing

this put pressure on

eat more elegantly? Can't you be a little nobler like the eldest daughter of the

Nora:".."

of noodles were

and wiped her mouth before

around before

and lowered her head to answer, "In Little Miss's room.She's going to sleep with Little

"She took a liking

she

also deceived Little Miss into taking out

so scheming!Nora seemed not to have heard her

asked again, "Where is Mia's

on the second floor, the third

nodded and

nanny to take out a cloth and carefully wipe the spot where she had

care about her

he did not even know how the

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