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.

a short time, you actually made a

but admire his

"It's pretty

want to eat it-it looks

the plate is big enough, I could even create

big plate and let you make one for me," Elora said with interest. Tatum chuckled. "If you like, I can

a few 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

great at landscapes.

painting ancient beauties the

of chopsticks and

would join her, and when she did, Tatum would always

it was just

exactly what I'm not," Tatum said with a smile. "I can't paint ancient beauties

full of handsome men

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

of learning to paint, when he used to practice by sketching his mother. Back then, she was still young, beautiful, and carried the elegance of a true lady

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