Tatum smiled warmly. "That's all thanks to your guidance, Miss."

He truly believed he had improved.

And Grandma knew him well-she had chosen a wife for him who helped him refine his cooking skills.

Tinsley popped another pastry into her mouth. "A little dessert makes everything better." Tatum quietly stepped away, giving the sisters their space.

“No point in letting Timothy get to you,” Elora said, her voice calm. "If you react, he'll only push harder. Just ignore him. No matter what he does, don't give him a response. When he realizes he's wasting his time, he'll eventually give up."

Tinsley sighed. "I'm more worried he'll start going after Sevyn and Violeta instead. They don't have the same self-control we do."

So, for now, she would deal with it herself.

"Just seeing him ruins my mood," she muttered. "Honestly, I wouldn't mind stuffing him in a sack and beating some sense into him. Does he really think I'm some helpless little girl he can push around?"

Elora smirked. "Not a bad idea."

Tinsley's eyes gleamed. "So you agree? You think he's a pain, too?"

turned serious. "Of

back." Tinsley grinned. "Our family

Labbe

was testing Elora's

son of the acting head

had chosen him as his successor and held him in

the real heir ever returns and takes

any family to protect him, with enemies hunting him down at every turn-his survival was uncertain

visit to FC Manor was in

check if the eldest young lady of the Johnson family had any

child hadn't lived with the Johnsons for

idea where Jane had hidden

the Lafayette family from Meadspring

had picked him up in

conversation. "Sister,

couple extra drinks and got sleepy.

Sme honey water."

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