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 his

smiled. "It's

want to

make plenty of designs. If the plate is

a big plate and let you make one for me," Elora said with interest. Tatum chuckled. "If you like, I can actually paint a landscape for you. My skills aren't

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

landscapes. My specialty is painting

love painting ancient beauties

chopsticks and helped her with

to eating alone. Sometimes, Tinsley would join her, and when she did, Tatum would always

it was just the two of

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

of handsome men

them, Tatum had plenty of inspiration. With

recalled his early days of

he used to practice by sketching his mother. Back then, she was still

elegance of a

than his eldest brother-he had always been deeply cherished by his

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