Genius Son Sells his Mom to Dad

Claire feels like a prisoner, and she returns to the magnificent cage after a short relax last night.

Claire is placed in house as usual. Although Juan says that she could go anywhere in the castle, she couldn't take a step out of the castle. It doesn’t seem to be any different from tying Claire up.

At lunch, at the large vintage medieval dining table, Claire knocks the plate with a spoon, seemingly venting her dissatisfaction with Juan.

And Juan is sitting opposite her with a smile on his face, and it is impossible for Claire to provoke him since she can’t even bare his disgusting face.

“These dishes are arranged by a chef I invited from abroad. What? No appetite?”

Juan points to the assortment of dishes on the almost three-meter-long dining table.

No appetite? Claire is indeed in a bad mood, but she knows Leo is still working for her, and she has to live. Even if the mood is low, the fact of being hungry cannot be faked.

The hell she has no appetite!

But in protest of Juan and expressing dissatisfaction with him, Claire hasn't touched the food since sitting here.

The golden and even slowly oily grilled meat, the hot soup with attractive smell, and the steaks that are already cut, are all attracting Claire's hungry stomach.

If Juan hasn't been here, she would have swallowed the whole table.

Claire counts herself, and she swallows at least thirty from beginning to now.

It’s impossible for her to lose appetite.

But Claire still gives Leo a cold glance, and then glances over the food, says unsatisfied, “Who the hell wants to eat all those craps.”

Juan freezes. This reaction is seen by Claire, thinking she has caused Juan's dissatisfaction successfully.

hopes that she would let Juan lose patience and then lose interest in her,

But she fails to expect that Juan just have a look of sudden realization the next moment, and says softly, “I know, when you are in the United States, you say you don’t like these foods so much. If that so, forget

Juan claps his hands and a large group of maids walk out of the corner to empty the food on the table as quickly as

permeating. Claire really has the urge to let the

expression of “I get it”. Then Juan claps her hands again, and

before, these dishes are no longer

it, she smells fish-flavored eggplant, braised meat balls and even her favorite steamed

maids, and she swallows

with a smile, and says, “I can satisfy you no matter what you need, whether it's Western or Eastern. As

say, especially when Juan finishes talking and a maid takes a

thinks she is still dissatisfied, so he says, “Change another batch.”

his movements, rushing to say, “Forget it, although I don't

Juan doesn’t speak, just stares at

the chopsticks and finally couldn't help but start eating and drinking.

“I think you are on a hunger strike, so that's fine, take it slowly, don’t choke

eating, “How could I be on a hunger strike, and I still have to return to Howard alive.”

Juan twitches, but still says

and starts filling her stomach. At first, she pretends to be a little reluctant, but then

Claire feels like she has eaten all

to the end. Even if Claire is

glares at Juan and

shakes her head honestly and ensures, “No, it's not enough.”

says, “Treating me worse by you will make me feel much better.”

says calmly, “I love you, how can

Juan's so-called love is just a