How rare it was to hear such sweet words from Morris Jackson's mouth.
Lyra Smith joked, "The sun must have risen from the west today."
Caught up in her words, Morris replied, "I didn't notice, I'll have to check the news later."
Lyra laughed, "Brat, how could you take my nonsense seriously?"
"Just indulging you," he said, his eyes filled with tender amusement.
With Morris's arrival, Lyra felt unexpectedly cheerful after a gloomy afternoon. She tightly held his hand as they walked toward the villa together.
On the way, he asked her, "Have you had dinner?"
"It's already 8 o'clock." Meaning, she had already eaten.
She had been sitting and waiting for Gregory Smith for almost two hours.
Oh right!
Lyra looked up and asked, "Did only you come, Uncle? Where's Gregory?"
Morris Jackson replied, "He went to meet Family Head Lee first."
"Well, why did you suddenly change your mind and come earlier?" She had a vague idea but needed to ask.
