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 course. He's

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

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of the

Labbe had chosen him as his successor

family," Elora confirmed. "But if the real heir ever returns and takes over, we'll see. Though honestly, I'm not

parents or any family to protect him,

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the child hadn't lived

had no idea where Jane had

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the conversation. "Sister,

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

Sme honey water."

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