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?"

serious. "Of course. He's

that case, I won't hold back." Tinsley grinned.

Labbe family

was testing Elora's

all, Timothy was the son of the acting head of

his successor and held him in high

ever returns and takes over, we'll see. Though honestly, I'm not even

young, without his parents or any family to protect him, with enemies hunting him down at every turn-his survival was uncertain

a visit to FC

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

the child hadn't lived with

had no idea where Jane had hidden

the Lafayette family from Meadspring had sent people to investigate-but no

Jane had picked

"Sister, were you drunk last

a couple extra drinks and got sleepy. I wasn't completely out of it-just a slight headache. I

Sme honey water."

you don't want to

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