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.

time, you actually

but admire

smiled. "It's pretty

want to eat it-it looks too

back. I can make plenty of designs. If the plate is big enough, I could even create

said

few for me when you're free. I love landscape paintings. I used to paint too. Before I took over the family

at landscapes. My specialty

I love painting ancient beauties the

of chopsticks

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

Tinsley wasn't around, so it was just the two

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

was full of handsome men and beautiful

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

his mother. Back then, she

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