In her expectant gaze, Frank Parker took another bite.
Just tasting the flavor, Frank realized that this dish was not at the same level as the previous one.
"How is it, is it good?" Lady Parker asked again.
Next to him, Sunny Bridge was looking at him with anticipation.
Frank immediately understood what was going on.
He put down his fork, picked up the napkin on the table, and leisurely wiped the corner of his mouth.
"Mom."
After a while, as Lady Parker was about to put more food onto Frank's plate, he stopped her with a raised hand.
His narrow, phoenix-like eyes were half-closed, and he said coldly, "You don't have to bother with all this. I came back today to tell you in person, don't even think about trying to bring Sunny and me together anymore."
"I'm not interested in women like her."
