Mother Sanchez hurriedly said, "Oliver Foster is here, have you eaten?"
As for Oliver Foster, Mother Sanchez really valued him even more than Albert Brown. It was not about liking him, but she was just particularly concerned about him.
"Not yet."
"I'll cook noodles for you, just wait for me."
Mother Sanchez was really hands-on this time.
"No need, I..."
"Don't you like noodles? What do you like to eat?"
"Anything will do."
Oliver Foster felt a bit awkward.
"Then I'll make wontons for you. I've been making them for your father lately. Just wait for me, Sebastian, you accompany Oliver."
"I know."
Sebastian Lincoln looked at Oliver Foster: "Is something the matter?"
"A little something."
"I'll go check on your mother, you chat with Amelia, you two haven't seen each other for so long, haven't you?"
"A little."
Oliver Foster replied, Sebastian said: "Stay the night."
"I might have to go out..."
"Stay."
After saying that, Sebastian went to the kitchen.
