"Ryan, Uncle Liam."

Zoe stopped in front of them, putting on a sweet smile.

What a poser.

"Oh, Zoe! How are you recovering?" Liam asked, pretending to be concerned.

"I'm feeling much better. Thanks for asking."

"That's good to hear. You're the precious treasure of the Hoffman family. If anything happened to you, your grandfather and mother would be devastated!" Liam's words were aimed at Ryan.

Then he cast a meaningful glance at Zoe and left, humming a little tune.

"What are you doing here?" Ryan stared at her with a dark and cold gaze.

"I made soup, and I'm bringing it to Grandpa while it's still warm." Zoe blinked innocently. "Ryan, you won't deny me the chance to be a good granddaughter, will you?"

his hand slowly and pointed at her

not say a word, Zoe's heart still pounded wildly out of fear,

I'll rip out your deceitful tongue and break

Ryan shoved past her

figure

"Ha, we'll see!"

expression disappeared, replaced with a gentle and obedient smile as she walked into

here to see

smiled dotingly. "Zoe, you're

I especially made this nutritious soup for you. It took

Logan.

Logan took a sip of the soup, and

to see you, and I saw your grim face as soon as I walked in. There was an invitation on the table. It must be for Ryan and

half smile, "It seems we'll have

kind of celebration is

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