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?"

expression turned serious. "Of

I won't hold back." Tinsley grinned. "Our family doesn't

the Labbe family

was testing

Timothy was the son of the acting

him as his successor and held

heir ever returns and takes over, we'll see. Though honestly, I'm

to protect him, with

FC Manor was in

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

child hadn't lived with the

idea where Jane

family from Meadspring had sent people to investigate-but no one

picked

shifted the conversation. "Sister,

had a couple extra drinks and got sleepy. I wasn't completely

Sme honey water."

hesitated before adding, "You sure you don't want to rest today? I can handle things

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