"Miss Flack, how's the dish I made?" Caleb asked gently.
Yvette didn't dare chew and swallowed it whole.
"It's delicious..."
Caleb raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly, "Miss Flack has good taste. Too bad Xaviera doesn't like it."
Yvette clenched her teeth and picked up her chopsticks again, her hands shaking.
Her expression hovered between a smile and embarrassment, finally revealing a distorted expression.
"As long as it's made by Caleb, I like it."
She would endure it, at least she was more understanding than Xaviera.
Yvette forced herself to take another bite, and Caleb showed a smile. Eventually, she didn't even realize that she was full.
Xaviera opened her eyes wide. Yvette looked so thin, yet she ate two or three plates of food.
Caleb laughed and nodded, "Miss Flack seems to really like my dishes. Don't waste them, let's get full and go upstairs first."
With that, he led Xaviera away.
Xaviera: "..."
