Daniel Cooper chuckled lightly, patting her hair with his big hand, "Don't listen to his nonsense. I finished dealing with most of the company's business last night."
"Oh." That's good.
The man finished speaking and returned to the kitchen. Amelia turned her gaze to the plates and bowls on the table, only to find out the dishes were exceptionally abundant, albeit not all to her liking.
The last dish was served quickly. Daniel pulled out a chair and sat next to her. He picked a vegetable with his chopsticks and put it in her bowl. Speaking with a gentle voice, he said, "Mason said your diet needs to be regulated, so behave and don't be picky."
Amelia looked at the lump of green vegetables, "Do I really have to eat it?"
She had been indifferent to green vegetables since she was a child.
Seeing her scrunched up face, the man couldn't help but laugh. "Vegetables aren't poison, why that look? Try it, it might not taste as bad as you think."
