"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?"

narrowed. He raised his

heart still pounded wildly out of

any tricks. Otherwise, I'll rip out your deceitful tongue and break your legs. If you don't believe me, just

his words fell, Ryan shoved past

seemingly unshakable figure fiercely, gritting her

"Ha, we'll see!"

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

I'm here

smiled dotingly. "Zoe, you're

soup for you. It

the tea table, picked up the bowl of soup, and passed it to Logan. "This soup

Logan took a sip of the soup, and sure enough, his

your grim face as soon as I walked in. There

"It seems we'll

kind of

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