Afraid that Tatum might refuse, Elora added, "I don't eat well when I'm alone. I have a much better appetite when someone eats with me."

Tatum knew she was saying that on purpose, worried he wouldn't agree. But how could he refuse? This was exactly what he wanted.

"Alright, Miss. I'd be happy to eat with you from now on."

"Now, go eat first. I'll have the fruit ready in a moment."

Elora glanced at him but said nothing before heading out.

In the past, unless she had a special event, she would go straight back to the lounge after dinner to rest. She never paid much attention to having fruit after meals.

But now, without realizing it, Tatum had changed some of her small habits.

These little changes gave her a bit more rest and improved her health.

Soon, Tatum came out with the prepared fruit.

He had sliced the fruit and arranged the pieces into the shape of a phoenix with its wings spread wide, using smaller, uncut fruits as finishing touches.

"In such a short time, you actually made a phoenix?"

couldn't help but admire

"It's

almost don't want to eat it-it looks

plate is big enough, I could even create a whole landscape

you have time, I'll give you a big plate and let you make one for me," Elora said with interest. Tatum chuckled.

took over the family business, I used to paint in my spare time. But

I'm not great at landscapes. My

I love painting ancient beauties the

another pair of chopsticks and

Tinsley would join her, and when she did, Tatum would always prepare two

so it was just the two of

a smile. "I can't paint ancient beauties well, but I can do a

was full of

them, Tatum had plenty of inspiration. With his skills, painting lifelike portraits of them was

recalled his early days

when he used to practice by sketching his

of a

years younger than his eldest brother-he

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