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?"

help but

"It's pretty

to eat it-it

the plate is big enough, I could even create

for me," Elora said with interest. Tatum chuckled. "If you like, I can actually paint a landscape for you. My skills

for me when you're free. I love landscape paintings. I used to paint too. Before I took over the family business, I used to paint in my spare time. But ever since I took over, I've been so busy that I haven't touched a

not great at landscapes. My specialty is

portraits. I love painting ancient beauties

another pair of chopsticks and helped her with the

Tinsley would join her, and when she did,

it was just the two of

can't paint ancient beauties well,

was full of handsome men and beautiful

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

his early

his

elegance of a true lady of the

his eldest brother-he had always been deeply cherished by

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